to my twin:

Mirror
me
mirror
reporting
to make sure my noitcelfer has not gone to the other side
while we sleep next to one another
me tasting your eyebrows

on the side of the sea
stranded as i a s hell

its so sunny!
these eyes were not made to take in much
nor nose nor mouth
nor you

bleed white noise
face i ecaf
chaque matin midi et nuit
call hell llox whar is instableit
? inside indif erent skin

who are you? who tuch bet ter than my own hands
the reflection of