Mirror Twin

mirror_kiss_1680x1050Mirror twin reaching out
To make me his own
Glass polished clean
Reflection unimpressed
By keen posturing
Or incidental steam
Moving when I do
But trapped by circumstance
Like so much molasses
Thick and viscous
Though it looks so plain
Obvious like snow
In the middle of winter
I smile and he smiles back
But in a fractured reverse
Making a claim on my soul
This tortured edifice
Clarified by nature and time
Carved out of glass
To be displayed on a shelf
He peers back at me
This man who shares my parts
In his two-dimensional glory
Who fights for relevance
In a world that isn’t his
Until I switch off the light
And he slips into memory.