A mirror stranger,
a parallel line in motion,
the sky versus an ocean,
a worm in the apple and in the worm cavity
of the biting teeth,
a twin, a passenger, a pedestrian,
always on the other sides,
walking by you, with you, through you,
mocking you, imitating whatever you do
always looking at, yet evading you,
to the end of your time,
to the end of you,
to the end
of time,
which is you.
The gap between you two,
creates space
and
time too.
