The one you accidentally found in the mirror

in its dark corner to be exact
was there alone thinking of you

befriending your solitude
The one, because you are in need of company no more,

you called out of his darkness and fed

with your hands
You used to call him and he'd come

point to him and he'd jump to his feet
and as soon as you'd turn your back he'd unload on you

his hyena stare before returning to his corner
Now you recall all this

since you must pass a long time here

staring at the mirror

at its dark corner to be exact
as he sits in your chair

feeds you with his own hands

and passes you some water

calls to you

and you come