the three of us

the doors came closed
together, like trained
soldiers, silver and at
their peak

and then
there we were
the he and the i
and the me behind his eye
in the glass
the three of us

our arms
all six
belonged
to our grandfathers
the chimpanzees
the apes
dangling loose and
hairy down from the hand rails

and here is one way where
the he and the i
and the other one, behind
differed
my brain still belonged to them
was ancient
was grunts and huffs
was beating chests
was snorts
was bananas

the he was like the
sleek doors
calm and on course

and then the other me
the one that only i could
see
well he was something else,
wasn't he?