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Shadow Man

I slip slyly by

By Mark Stigers Published about a year ago Updated about a year ago 1 min read

When it’s night and your lonely

move you will see me do,

in a black cape so lovely,

with a dark top hat too.

Your eyes you won’t believe,

as I slip slyly by.

You cannot conceive

of the tasks I try.

You can see me when you first awake,

a quick glance as I pass.

You’ll say, “What’s that for goodness sake,”

as out the corner of your eye me you grasp

I am so dark.

An enigma I am.

But you know in your heart,

I am one of the damned.

I am a bad omen,

If you see me.

In the background I am roamin’.

A thing that just can’t be.

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Mark Stigers

One year after my birth sputnik was launched, making me a space child. I did a hitch in the Navy as a electronics tech. I worked for Hughes Aircraft Company for quite a while. I currently live in the Saguaro forest in Tucson Arizona

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