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The shape of you is real
skin, muscle, and sinew
I see in the color and form of you
an impression of the past
falling to pieces before my eyes
First hairline, eyes then lips...

The shape of me is normal
the skin of me an assemble.
One day my clothes will walk out
and meet you to talk to you-
an abstract made real-
So I, fearful, remaining behind, might fancy
they were talking to the dead.

I will not touch you
though all that is really I want to do
I want to trace the shape of you
imagining someone else
died too young-
ashes before I was born.

The conscious shape reality.

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The following comments are for "To the Historical Doppleganger"
by Furius

interesting where Historical?

Fine use of metphor-- this walking double. Good material. Lives through the past. Re-living in or through another's body. You sum this up well on the last line where the last stanza holds its own. Interesting.

Title: I don't go along with historical-- bit of a pause--?


( Posted by: firstedition [Member] On: December 4, 2008 )

reply to firstedition
I had immense trouble with the title. Upon reflection, this one still doesn't make much sense... Thank you for reading and commenting.

( Posted by: Furius [Member] On: December 4, 2008 )

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