The Stranger who you Know.
I am the open book that fell off the shelf
and hit you on the head.
I am the voice of the shadow self
who you almost left for dead.
I am the mirror and the coin side
whenever you crack and flip.
I am the brave face you can't hide
In the loaded barrel, ink & tip.
I am the Panto baddie in the spotlight
dancing upon your stage.
I am the big, bad daddy you can't fight
coming all over your page.
I am the blade switch & the plucked eye
when your words aren't cutting enough.
I am the matador & the horned guy
A red rag to head butting love.
I am your equal and your opposite
Your Judas friend and forgiving foe.
The history and the mystery
within the stranger who you know.
(Dedicated to Penknife,)