I saluted a nobody.

I saw him in a looking-glass.

He smiled-so did I.

He crumpled the skin on his forehead,

frowning—so did I.

Everything I did he did.

I said,

“Hello, I know you.”

And I was a liar to sav so.

Ah, this looking-glass man!

Liar, fool, dreamer, play-actor,

Soldier, dusty drinker of dust—

Ah! he will go with me

Down the dark stairway

When nobody else is looking,

When everybody else is gone.

He locks his elbow in mine.

I lose all-but not him.