i sometimes catch glimpses of it -
that world that exists in reflections
in mirrors, the shining black of my computer screen,
the shop window as i passand i wonder how my twin likes that opposite world
does she mind being right, finding happiness?
does it bother her knowing that she only sees the other one in instances
or does she only quickly glance towards me, turning away as fast as she can
back to her life that makes sense
poetic ^