Doppelganger, falling

A Poem by Phalen Schuyler

Your stutters are flapping like shutters

And my doppelganger is slipping,

Falling off the ceiling, hitting, flipping

on the fan whirring, vendor

remarkable splendor of life

you’re calling, intriguing all insights

all in for time

But I’m not stopping; I’m not stalling for life.

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Added on February 18, 2015
Last Updated on February 18, 2015

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