LilThought
03-15-2003, 02:38 PM
after serious meeting with college counselor, I completely went numb, no feelings, no nothing. then this came out.
Shadow Walker
I’ve walked with
My shadow—
Vehement silhouette and
Lustful companion—
Caressing the ground
With soft, gentle kisses,
Taming the air with meek footprints—
Silent, silent air— docile walker.
I called her “my precious”
My lovely duet,
My languishing friend,
My sad, sad symphony,
My heartless body, my empty sighs.
She and I, we sauntered
Together, here,
Through the forest,
Thick canopy, misty sweat,
Poisoning my shadow,
Light pouring in through a tree top,
Merciful miracle,
Heavenly reflection, and tortured bliss.
.
A foul, foul story hovered there,
A fiendish plot a foot,
A villainous crime,
A monstrous felony,
Through fires,
Through cemeteries,
Through feverish ecstasy,
Well apt, we are for one another
And nicely fit, and placed,
my dear, dear Cinderella—
my shadow dweller, my fairy tale dreamer.
We lie side by side,
Hand to hand, fist to fist,
Two of the same complexion,
But never really one, never fastened,
She’s Jekyll, I’m Hyde
Grim, grim keeper
Me, the lost weeper,
She, the crypt reaper.
I’ve walked with
My shadow,
Through dangers untold
And hardships unheard of,
Here in that,
Abysmal territory,
And rough terrain,
Where we walked and walked and cowered—
My violent havens
Deadly sanctuary collapsed—
A swoon of eruption eroded,
A laggard missing in action.
Me, my shadow walker, and I—
My damsel in distress—
Demolished by a sunset,
In reverence.
JLM
Shadow Walker
I’ve walked with
My shadow—
Vehement silhouette and
Lustful companion—
Caressing the ground
With soft, gentle kisses,
Taming the air with meek footprints—
Silent, silent air— docile walker.
I called her “my precious”
My lovely duet,
My languishing friend,
My sad, sad symphony,
My heartless body, my empty sighs.
She and I, we sauntered
Together, here,
Through the forest,
Thick canopy, misty sweat,
Poisoning my shadow,
Light pouring in through a tree top,
Merciful miracle,
Heavenly reflection, and tortured bliss.
.
A foul, foul story hovered there,
A fiendish plot a foot,
A villainous crime,
A monstrous felony,
Through fires,
Through cemeteries,
Through feverish ecstasy,
Well apt, we are for one another
And nicely fit, and placed,
my dear, dear Cinderella—
my shadow dweller, my fairy tale dreamer.
We lie side by side,
Hand to hand, fist to fist,
Two of the same complexion,
But never really one, never fastened,
She’s Jekyll, I’m Hyde
Grim, grim keeper
Me, the lost weeper,
She, the crypt reaper.
I’ve walked with
My shadow,
Through dangers untold
And hardships unheard of,
Here in that,
Abysmal territory,
And rough terrain,
Where we walked and walked and cowered—
My violent havens
Deadly sanctuary collapsed—
A swoon of eruption eroded,
A laggard missing in action.
Me, my shadow walker, and I—
My damsel in distress—
Demolished by a sunset,
In reverence.
JLM