Stranger Poem by Eric Cockrell

Who is this stranger...
Sleeping in my bed?
Wearing my dirty jeans?
Tying my shoes?

Whose face in my mirror?
Who's eating my toast?
Who's reading my book?
Who's sweeping my floors?

Whose lips on my prayers?
Who's talking? Who hears?
Whose eyes and whose thoughts?
Whose footsteps? Whose fears?

Whose hands and whose back?
Whose growl and whose scent?
Whose heart in the ashtray?
Whose name on the stone?