SECOND SELF

Shadowed by my second self
Within, without or in between.
Shifting, tugging in the space
Just beyond subconscious reach.
Are you the fog I think I see?
Am I a part of you
Or are you a part of me?
And if I seem unclear
About our shared duality
Perhaps you feel the same as I.
Out of phase across the line,
Out of touch with place and time.
I fight against your pull
And know you must fight mine.
We are isometric enemies
Doing battle with our foe within.
Tugging, drifting, pulling, shifting;
Never far from losing, winning.