My Left Ear

He is the obedient one of the two
He clings to the side of my head as supposed to
seen from the front he is only a blur of the contour
He never complains about the irritation of the hair
never sticks his head out to steal a peek
and cry "Everybody, look at me!" like his twin brother did
He is famously camera-shy
Even the immigration photo doesn't require his presence
"Give me the right one!" They said
Most of the time he is content
- No news is good news
Sometimes he gets lonely
thinking about the brother he'll never meet
"What does mirror image mean exactly?"
Occasionally he loses his temper
In that staff meeting, I heard him
yelling to his brother:
"This time it's your turn to pretend to listen!"