ALTER EGO
Walks in two: me and my shadow
we try nothingness together
on the scale of time.
My past is beginning to look like oblivion.
The past of my shadow with a dream in colors.
My present, is a gloom with sense
in this imperfect worlds.
The present of my shadow,
looks like petals of apple
on sheets of paper.
My future – the resignation of a dreamer.
The future of my shadow an astral dialogue
written in the blood of verbs
on a fresco of light.
Going up to Olympus,
my shadow and I
do not have the same destiny.
© Corina Junghiatu
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