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for my shadow

we
dressed for visibility
armed with answers
we had no questions for

you
the only one who knows me
who goes away when the lights go out
and disappears at noon

O! how you are ahead of me sometimes...
So thin the thing between us
what we've always hoped for
and what we've always been.

pealing back the landscaped features
sets you apart
but we are getting closer
every day

staring at it
unfolding

the looming emptiness before me

My shadow
o abyss
opening up
o, abyss, abyss! 


Big Sur 12/2011

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