Dwellers

How can they not see you,

transforming the shadows

into lairs of opaque

trepidation,

driving even the

crawling night creatures

into the light cast

from a lonely lamp,

patient, you wait,

all of you,

never needing time,

you have no use for it,

not making a sound

when others can’t see you

as they pass by,

nervously looking back

at nothing.

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3 comments on “Dwellers

  1. kseverny says:

    fantastic poem.
    nicely done

  2. ozymandiaz says:

    that would be the beauty of being in the shadows
    dead on

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