Sketchy
the shadow is cast
on the wall
such a tall shadow
without feet
against the wall it edges
itself like a huge
wormy creature
not slimy though but snail paced
is the loneliness
of this kind of betrayed
existence
a few drops of rain
actually tears fall from the sky of
her cheeks from the veins
of her heart
from a memory of a madness
that she keeps to herself
with the city on her heels
at the command of the fingertips
of the darker master
death unmasking the color of blue neon lights
light like pins and needles
of pine and silver
very much unlike the hands
of the past lover long gone
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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