Photo credit: ecphaff
Background meets the foreground
while fear makes me normal
Novellas cloud my vision
but there’s something out there.
Again I join my Doppelganger,
but he’s a spare in language.
He’s an experienced Self,
and on some sort of axis,
his Double is me, as a sparring
partner trained by praxis.
Music is half of poetry
throughout the spoken world
Both so fascinated by the lenses
the Oom-pah Sonata and the mouths
while the voices form the overseas
where outreachers hit their pitch.