Shadow
You're on the wall - a shadow.
Only in this way dare I address you,
frequently pretend that you are here,
yet say: but you are a shadow,
a shapeless shadow.
And yet I know who you are as that shadow
creates a shape, even a penumbra,
within my mind's eye.
Should such curiosity prompt misery?
Should this misery prompt pleasure?
(written 15 Oct 2025; placed 23 May 2026)
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