Walk with me Shadow.
Remind me of the night
when the moon is brilliant.
Hide my scars
in your smooth eternal skin.
Stretch me on the rack of time
& smuggle my soul
through the shrieking horde.
I keep forgetting
how to put my body back together
& the thirst is getting me,
so remind me of dying
& of rising from dust.
I don't know what will happen
if you fade in the sun.
At night, I leave the lights on,
so we can never sleep alone
& when I forget to talk sometimes,
I trace your face on the wall
& you touch me back.
It is on your skin,
I write my stories;
the ink that drinks
the poetry of my soul.
Shadow, come with me
when it is cold,
into the embrace of silence
& when my body shrinks
to create space
for something more important,
carry my story into the night,
near a black hole.
Maybe there will be other lost
shadows there.
