Ok, I'm supposed to post poetry at some point, so here we go.

I'm sorry I've been a little behind lately. Lots of happenings, and things.


While being a counterfeit me
I met a counterfeit you
Living
Breathing
Touching
Seeing
And the two of us
Stood and watched the
Two of them
As a play
Curious to the end
An integral part of
Truth or a game
Walking
Talking
Pointing
Laughing
At the two of them
In the mirror
Pointing at us