Without
Shadows
-
i stole
a little dream the other night, i walked the streets during daytime and
laughed at the moving little shells, so puny in life, and i watched their
shadows, those were so much more interesting, they were dancing and laughing,
so just for fun i ran and jumped up and down on one, everyone was looking
at me like i was insane, see, i knew they were just blind, but in punishment
for sight, they all wanted to rape me for what i knew, so i ran, ran far,
and hid in an alley, illuminated by a foxfire glow, and then i saw a man
without a shadow, i walked up to him and wrapped my leg around him, he
pressed his palms in the small of my back and i felt him sweating and pulsing,
i shuddered as he briefly brushed my lips and called me a good little cyber-fuck,
but i didn't know what he meant, so he pointed to the moon, all the shadows
had been stolen, but we could still see it, and i knew, i knew, that little
simpering star-eyed bitch had stolen my shadow, so the empty man and i
curled up to die, because no one can live long without shadows, now
we have no other choice, but to become what we've lost
.
-Moon
Sidhe © 1998