GROPING AMONG SHADOWS

We all ***** among shadows
but whose—ours or others’?
can we tell to whom such belong-
angels’ or monsters’?

more real than self itself
the unconscious wrestles with the ego
we pride our knowledge
but indeed so little of ourselves we really know

what makes us what we are?
where is the fountain of our self-knowing?
are we the real we in our waking
or in our dreaming?

should we be afraid of our own shadows?
how do we make them disappear?
but how could I disassociate with my alter ego
when it never goes away-even as I am writing it’s here!