November #BlogBattle: Hypnotic
A shadow plays behind my back A court jester, making fun of my life Would that I could cut myself free From the thing that follows me At the same time, I find it fascinating Hypnotic, troublesome How has my shadow taken on a life of its own? What does it mean for me? How far is it going to go? It is taking the mickey out of the way I walk Each time I trip, I look clumsy as I fall It’s my shadows fault I see his head rock back with laughter I never fully turn to face it The corner of my eye works well Somehow, his mickey taking Is transferring to my life I wonder if I have been hexed by a friend for some slight I have forgotten If so, how do I break the spell? Get my true shadow back The one that watches over me…
© Anita Dawes 2021
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