Shadow

My shadow leads me.
The “past has passed” has passed me now
forcing me undressed.
Stripped of a black, long sleeve turtleneck that
Forever blindfolds my eye.
Arms stuck in Chinese finger trap portals.
She leads me down planks and into rooms of self defining doom.

Whips me around blindly like loss makes us do.

Caught in the newest room.
She whirls me in love potion and lights me on fire. Rebirth of my shadow found on the moon.

From the light of my steps moving forward.

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