Fallen Shade

I am not ‘like’ a shadow, I am a shadow.

Look downward, there I will be.

Flat, unnoticed, silent.

Walk all over me, somehow I don’t feel it, or care.

Kick me? You can’t get that low.

I have no perspective.

Without light I disappear, unable to be found.

I have no depth. An old throw rug would be more valuable.

It may seem I have lost what you value most.

I aspired to be a silhouette, but I am afraid of heights.

My essence is posthumous.

Published by Kumi

Liaison to the Infinite.

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