Running past my own shadow, on the ground, there!
See it fail and fall behind, so slow, so unsure
There's an empty dream lurking down that alley
Waiting to jump me and drag me into its false neon flash
Now my own shadow staggers and reels, jumping about
Never with me, always threatening me with its dark nothingness
Blotting out the light and withering small flowers
That feel
Its icy to touch
Running to the window, the sky's gone red
The walls speed past and kick gravel in my face
Light switches lean out and scream abuse as they flash by
Everything speeds up
A chair screams by
Blasting death into small clumps of grass
Large empty rooms fill with mountains
Ceilings change moods
Windows look round and I look like nothing at all
See my shadow now, prising itself away from my body
Struggling for its own state of mind
Striking out against the wind, running further, faster
Pausing briefly, waving goodbye
October 1988

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