Created:
2008-06-29 12:39:00
Image I had while walking out the library
I am nothing, but show in a shadow. I am invisible, but I have output. I walk and no one seeks me – misses me, but my shadow lies ahead of me, always guiding, slim, arms hugging self. I am invisible. I am nothing. No one wants to find me. Fills and stretches into sidewalk cracks; crumples with the stairs. Shakes with anticipation; flees when it’s too bright. I am…No one wants to find me. I am nothing. I am invisible…you can’t find me…
[6/24/08]