shadow friend
his back against
cold wet bricks
scoffed tennis shoes
untied
dried blood
a big toe
peers through
empty cold space
all around him
darkness comes
a single light ray
the street lamp
gives him comfort
his shadow
now keeps him company
in quiet discomfort
he smiles at it
it understands him
dreads the light of day
smirks, sneers, stares
thrown his way
replacing the smile
he shares with his
night time friend
sad...
ReplyDeleteOh I can see him. In the thousands. He is everywhere.
ReplyDeleteFelt the emptiness and loneliness in this. You have described 'shadow friend' well.
ReplyDeleteI see too many of him on the city streets. Sad but true.
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