When You Run Into Yourself

It’s as if someone else

Wrote all of it

The good lines

The bad lines

And the lines that are not so good

Nor so bad

— 

A sense of displacement 

Of physiological detachment

And metaphysical aloofness

You see you in there

But it’s like someone else

Looking at you

One day you walked down a street

Then

You walk down that street again today

And you see you

Walking down this very sidewalk

That day

And you look at you

Like you recognizes you

But you don’t wanna say hi

Because 

You haven’t said hi 

In a while

And if you say hi now it’s awkward 

What will you say after that

A sensation of the self

A psychological test of duality

Of a never ending realization

Of a never ending realization

In the end

You say fuck it

And you say hi

And what you feared

Happens exactly

Now what

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