SHADOWPLAY

My shadow seldom

Seems to have money

He doesn't comb his hair

For months at a time

So far as I know

He's never washed a dish.

He limps but cannot 

Remember to favor

The same leg I do.

Now someone --

Probably meaning well --

Has taught him to juggle.

He tries the hard stunts 

On cloudy days 

So I can't keep count

Of missed catches or jeer

At his pitiful reverse cascades.