Dripping Shards of Shadow

I see your shadow everywhere

yet never learn how you cast it;

a shoulder’s turn, a flick of hair,

a question, if you would ask it…

You held my heart between your hands

and walked through silver, churning waves

that spilled my blood across the sands;

my beat has found an ocean grave.

Does life still roar throughout your veins

with scarlet human feeling hot?

Are you aware of human pains,

or has “Your Majesty” forgot?

I see your shadow everywhere

when noon’s sun shines in awful wrath,

and scorches earth without a care…

There! That shadow reveals its path!

You say it’s Nature makes you cruel,

and nature’s forces make no choice;

I see my blood, red-swollen pool,

and spit your lie with dying voice.

I see your shadow everywhere,

a shoulder’s turn, a flick of hair…