Just because
we can’t say what
a thing is doesn’t mean
it won’t cast a shadow—
a shadow so small we perhaps
don’t notice as it falls on our own
naked skin—
and sometimes, focused as we are
on the light, we fail to see where
our own shadow lands, our
familiar shape distorted,
creating (for whom?)
an unintentional
(I’m sorry)
darkness.
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