This poem is taken from PN Review 181, Volume 34 Number 5, May - June 2008.
Two PoemsDuel
Your false self says to my true self, Hate .
My true self says to your false self, No .
Your false self says to my false self, Shit .
My false self says to your false self, Go .
Your true self says to my false self, Love .
My false self says to your true self, Late .
Late, too late, too late, too late.
My true self sings to your true self, Wait .
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