Someone stated doppelganger
and we laughed,
remarked until we could no longer
imagine,
such is the truth
when we wonder
of another.
Perhaps we are curious
of their lives,
same way,
same outcome,
did your wrist burn
just the other day.
Maybe we can match up
all the scars we have today.
Wonder out loud
sometimes they might hear you,
just enough to say,
‘hey’
I’m still here
what is possibly
still in your way.
If might we make a
decision
to go another way,
we leave behind the passion
a realization once
counted upon,
would nw become
has begun a slow
deterioration.
At least that is what we say
to ourselves,
alone in the forest,
waiting for the sky
to find another twilight,
another reason to …
No one can possibly know,
except maybe,
you & me.
© Scott F Savage 2019
