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
Copyright © Robert Sciasci | Year Posted 2011
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