By Zero #1
Date: 12 July 2000
The Spirit of Me
I woke up last night
I thought I heard a noise
when I looked around I never found anything
and I accidentally ran into my mirror
and was scared at the reflection I saw
There in front of me
I saw myself, or maybe it was a shadow of myself
I was inspecting the spirit in the mirror
and he was inspecting me
both of us confused at the beings before us
We never said a word
just stared in nameless wonder
at the other one of us
who was an opposite of the other
and yet, in a way, all the same
Versions of each other
what each of us could become
one man made up of many more
all intertwined into the flesh of me
and the whole time we never looked away
A few minutes later
thunder rang out, and I turned away
and when I turned back
I didn't see the vision staring at me
Just another spirit of me, identical, yet in some way, very different.
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