My Other Me Poem by Clyde King

My other me was not around.
"Where are you? I whispered.
There came not a sound.

I pulled up the covers,
Looked under the bed,
Opened the closet...
Just scratched my head.

Where has me gone?
Why no reply?
Why this trick
On poor little I?

Then I recalled
My other me said
She went to sleep
In mom and dad's bed.

I just had to know
And as I surmised,
She lay there asleep,
Closed were her eyes.

Wake up ME! Let's play!
Let's watch TV.
Life's not much fun
When you're not with me!

You don't understand?
It's quite simple, you see...
Amanda, my twin,
Is my other ME!

April 2004