As monkey seeks mindfulness, monkey dupes pseudo-self.
“How can I see me when my eyes are covered shut?”
“Well, you could start by placing paws under your monkey butt.”
Who is that with arms open wide? This chimp hates hugs; time to hide.
But, familiar is that primate’s face. Though, how can same take up separate space?
“Reflection rambunctious, you are supposed to mimic how I play.”
“Ooh-ooh-ah. So, your illation is that I should mirror your every way?”
This imago has mind’s cogitations unsure of what presented seems.
So, ghostly or mostly of matter may merit dupli-me’s tap with a fleam.
“If you are me, albeit differently, what am I supposed to learn by your sight?”
“It is not about your senses making sense; just accept them sans labels wrong or right.”
Then, what to do with what I see requires just sitting quiet—nary a sniff?
Well, that is chimple—for a bit—as long as I can adimplete my day with some mischief. ; )