ME, MYSELF NOT I

It would be so much easier
if I had a twin brother,
and not merely a doppelganger.

Doppelgangers are nice enough
but they are never around
when you most need them
and the refuse to take the blame
for your actions, although
they are willing to blame you
for theirs, an ugly imbalance.

Idential twins have advantages
if you can bend them
to your will, for there are
many things that you
cannot avoid but wish to,
and who would know if you
sent your twin in your place.

But you could be that twin
always going to things
your twin wanted to avoid,
so maybe it is best to be you,
at least people know
you or who they think you are.

WITHIN WITHOUT

Today I paused
and had a conversation
with my mind, and found it
remarkably enlightening.
It wasn’t a terribly long talk
for I quickly ran out of things to say
and I would have sworn
it had heard them all before
and anticipated me fully.
In the end though,
I did have one advantage
and simply got up
and walked away
and that caught it
wholly by surprise.

WITH THE GREATEST CARE

She looks carefully, not
wanting the others to know what
she sees, for she needs her secrets.
She wanders over, the others follow
totally unaware she has a goal,
that she will not be satisfied
until she attains it, and that she has
a determination that would give them pause
and no small measure of wonder.
As they stop to talk, she
slides away, still in sight, and they
ignore her, as she assumed they would.
They are predictable, and she uses this
to her advantage, day in and out.
She laughs loudly, insuring their attention
as she plops down in a large puddle
on the driveway, her onesie and diaper
soaking up water, as they feign horror
and then, laughing themselves, concede
she has, as two-year-olds
always will, bested them all yet again.