here I am
digging this damn hole
while my other self
keeps trying
to fill it in
thinking I'll reshape myself
replenishment to whole
this dual existence
we all live
one side pushing
the other side pulling
one side digging
the other side filling
what seems smooth singularity
is defined by this creased duality
one part snake
the other rat
what relationship does this make
who devours who
what sort of life is this
moon shine sometimes
at times enlightens us
there is a dark side
to the moon as well
leaving us in the dark
most often wondering where
the proffered light has gone
how do we carry on
when your heart breaks
can the other you fix it
when you feel so lost
can that other one find you
when one of us is asleep
and the other awake
perhaps there are answers
offered in our dreams
or somewhere off
just down some refining street
what about lies we tell
does truth override
those mistaken spells
if one day
both of us fall
into that hole I dig
who will rearrange our bones
will God recharge our buried soul
what if we change sides
the one that was pulling
starts pushing
the one that was pushing
starts pulling
could we ever atone
what about night
and what about day
is one more wrong
is one more right
is one more real
is one more fake
or is this enhanced dual life
the convoluted chance
we all must take

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