My shadow thinks to himself
“It would be pleasant to stretch
Over several squares of the sidewalk.
And bask in the afternoon sun” and
there I am
Casting him exactly as he wishes.
He regrets that whatever plans I had
Have been set aside. Deeming me
faithful,
He sighs over how I’ll miss him some
day
And means to remember me in his will.
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