"I talking to Me"

Sometimes,
I find,
I talk to myself;
And sometimes,
myself talks to me too.

We speak of things
past and present;
And sometimes
of getting past the present.

We speak of
me,myself and I;
Liquid conversations
until words run dry.

We seem bound
in an eternal connection
We’re mirror images,
our own reflection.

Sometimes,
I find,
I talk to myself;
And sometimes,
a lonely wind chimes in too