Day 1787, projection. Daily picture, Poetry A light shines behind me so I see my shadow at the wall ~ it moves and I guess I do to ~ my shadow seems to know before me where I go ~ maybe I am the shadow and turned on this light in front of meShare this: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like Loading... Related