And Cannot Exist For Long. Poem by Sebastian Soberania

Someone creates another someone
not like him
like a wood cut and carved to be
a clone

someone splits himself and hides
another face in a mask

walks down the alley and always
happy

attends a party and be the star
of the lonely people on that deep

and lonely night. someone shall be
missed and loved and sought for

who in the morning finds his bed again
and sleeps. No one finds him. No one

hears from him again. That fake one
that dissolves in oblivion. Not hurt

but happy, and must go, because he is
a fake. And cannot exist for long.