Cast across a kitchen floor, dark and distinct,
The shadow skirts two table legs to catch
The cook, the cat, and the corner cupboard unawares.
Up the far wall it climbs, covering the bricks
And the breaks between them,
Moving close, ever closer
To where you stand,
Waiting, watching,
Poised to shoot!
-"The Shadow Masters"
The shadow skirts two table legs to catch
The cook, the cat, and the corner cupboard unawares.
Up the far wall it climbs, covering the bricks
And the breaks between them,
Moving close, ever closer
To where you stand,
Waiting, watching,
Poised to shoot!
-"The Shadow Masters"
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