Doppelganger Or Such Like. Poem by Terry Collett

You remind me
of my brother
the woman said
after mass

meeting you
at the back
of the church
poor guy you thought

to look like me
and then the other day
while sipping a latte
at a Nero coffee house

you saw her again
sitting in the corner
with her husband
who was reading a paper

she looked up
saw you and smiled
some essence of her youth
held in there

at least in spirit
who is that?
your son asked
a woman from church

who says I look like her brother
you said
and what does her brother
look like?

he said
me I guess
you replied
taking in the Mozart music

in the back ground
some minuet
that Judy liked
some decades ago

whom you almost
made it with
until her parents
came home

before the time
they said
and she jumping up
altering her clothes

face bright and red
the woman's husband
put down the newspaper
and sipped his espresso

giving you a nod of recognition
you the guy
whom his wife said
looked like her brother

though he saw
little likeness
save for the beard
and moustache

and that look
about the eyes
you think
taking in his expression

imagining his thought process
he taking no notice
of the Mozart minuet
or knowing Judy's

white underwear
or red dress.