Shadow Cadette

I watch you
closely under my
microscope

and YOU

sneaky child

are in two places
at once

and you say:

time only moves forward
FOR YOU - sleeping child.

The light from
you is years old......

I am offended
you
have fooled me.

You died long ago

just a ghost shadow
or bullets wing-ed whiz
from a year of
lonely space
of colossal rocks
made small.

Empty space

Lonely boy

Decoherance.....in the looking
glass the vision of
your face pulls
forever backward
in strings to
yesteryear;
a mouth a mile long
and eyes at every place
between
now

and
then

and then.