Threesome

There are three of me these days

—simple me, the unchanged one

—commander me, who tries to give orders

—and body me, who craves retirement

   and ignores the other two.

Simple me and commander me

get along okay, if only to have

someone else to talk to.

Body me has memories like passing pain.

Three musketeers sans muskets

Curly, Larry, Moe.

We sleep in the same bed

share the same dreams

the same forgotten secrets.

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