The Shadow

72 years is an average life.

So count back: 2005 minus 72.

Give or take about 10 years;

There a shadow calmy summons

shrieks and sobs and tears.

Walking through a graveyard,

Is a good place to see

This grimy window over time.

Lots of 19-teens. A fair amount of 19-20’s.

“Born on” dates immortal in the lime.

Each time I return

To see my friends,

The dates get closer, closer.

Lurching rumbles, forward tumbles

Wild, dangerous, free –

Then one day I’ll come again,

The shadow over me.

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