Ode to the Other Self
Though you're oblivious to the outside,
You reside somewhere on the inside.
You're a part of me,
I become a turbulent sea.
You arise from the unknown,
You shoot your arrows,
And I bear the sorrows—
These are not seeds I have sown.
You hide in the stygian night,
You carry out your bidding even while I'm in the light.
I fight the unseen,
They remain invisible on the screen.
I journey across borders and into new territories,
I wander through meadows,
Which fall into various categories.
You sometimes emerge from the shadows.
You're my inky self,
Dwelling in depths beyond the pages of a book on the shelf.
I'm a mirror of the strange—
Through the continuum of time, there hasn't been any change.
August 6, 2025.
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