Doublespeak

I, the Hindsight

have come a long way

(globe-trotting with my Siamese, the Second-guesser

who might have gone a bit too far)

we are travel-worn

are there any vacancies?

The janitor

(how peculiar, his name was Janus)

spoke with a forked tongue

“there’s only room for one

but you could double up”

as soon as we plunged

into our truckle bed

with a sinking feeling

we overheard

“hmm

I’ve just accommodated

a nomadic and a pilgrim

in my inner sanctum

only for the ego trip’s sake”

“doublespeak”- cf. George Orwell- “1984” = capacity to accept simultaneously 2 opposite points of view and thus to let all critical spirit be triggered