text: I press on the elastic sheet, I’m breathing through a slice
  ‘Are they worms or are the serpents?’ bubbles through the ice
  The source was quite invisible, the ever-present voice
  While skating, both legs tracing different shapes, I made my choice
  I’m mimicking the image in whose radiance I bask
  I’m tied to him, or him to me, depending who you ask
  None the less reluctantly reflections tumble in
  I slide with all the other on the wrong side of the skin
  He’s fallen on the ice, it cracks
  Will he plunge in and join me here?
  He meets my eyes, to my surprise
  He laughs in full light of my frown
  My double wants to pull me down
  Slipping on the friction slide, my skin peels to the bone
  The flesh I leave behind, is something that is not my own
  I beg my mirror image for a moment with my soul
  He’s leaning back, time to attack, it’s me who’s in control
  And every move I make he’s got a hand up just in time
  He’s throwing several punches, and he’s blocking most of mine
  Defeated now I sulk and squirm above the frozen heights
  Waiting, calculating till he ventures onto the ice