My Shadow

ever by me,
it trails like entrails
tracking me in fluid motion
as I wander in the moonlight;

my silent stalker
in the stillness of night;
misshapen figure
changing form as I move;

i cannot catch or clutch,
i cannot grasp or clasp,
i cannot beat or defeat;

until

i move into absolute darkness
where it melts (becoming one)
with the utter blackness,

swallowing me whole!

- between
my shadow and me
are my shoes.

- between
shadow and light
is matter.

(c) Chito L. Aguilar