It shouldn’t be like this

not

so long after: the hunter and the hunted

oppressor and oppressed: so much later

but now

 

still playing games with mirrors

still replicating that face

 

you look

in every crowd

you note

the set of her shoulders (whose?): the way

she moves

the planes of her features: tense

all symmetry and conspiracy

 

all over, so much later

over now:

it shouldn’t be like this