I walk empty, lonely roads-
an open wound,
taking everything in.
I listen to senseless conversation,
when all they should do
each other to hold in that moment-
an endless embrace.
I watch as pawns move
across the playing board of life.
Yet there are no rules-
no good or bad,
no plan….just endless wandering.
I sit, content with myself-
an endless smile,
a shallow breathing.
Two empty chairs sit across me.
Who could they be?
The good…….the bad?
The angel …….the devil?
However, I know them well.
They are my brothers…..my sisters …my twins-
my other self, others parts of me;
an extension of self?
Maybe.
Could be.
Someday they might be known…..exposed.
Do I keep them caged?
Under lock and key?
Or should I let them out-
havoc in the making
possibly happiness in the making?
Who knows……..