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Rum & Raison

 

Rum & Raison

 

A mystic meets someone

Who doesn’t know THEY are too

Who doesn't know THEMSELVES

 

She has a cynic for an ‘identical twin’ sister


Now I’ve got no issue with Geminis

Everyone is crazy these days

 

You’re just not allowed to start hitting out at me

Coz ur drunk & high

& got nothing better to do

Or coz I don't make a move on 28 year olds, I'm 54 man!

Or coz you don’t know urself

 

But of course she does hit out

Filled with shadows, she boxes & hits hard

There's only so many times I can diffuse things by making her laugh

 

As for the spectators

People are deaf these days

& stupid

No in-built bullshit detector

Relying on one's phone to make major life decisions


They half hear a stray word they think they know

Make inferences that delight & reinforce their cynicism

An older man & a younger woman

Talking

 

But how much can any of us really SEE?!

 

Can a cynic’s innocent twin sister

See the nose on her face?

 

Can twins ever truly be friends with a mystic?

 

Or with themselves?


Or with anyone, see?

 

Or even with an ‘uncle’

When as a child

They’ve witnessed their blood uncles

Rape their identical twin?

 

 

Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2025.

 

 

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