I found a shadow perched in the palm of my hand,
weaving his cloudy limbs about my lifeline,
he said
"I came here from far far away
where wicked shadow creatures pass,
wave,
and pretend
we all lived through it.
I came here from far far away
to live here on your lifeline
and shout hello's to every long lost soul
you pass,
and do a funny dance for every tortured soul
you wave to,
and pour myself into the trenches in your skin
until you are brave enough
to stop pretending,
you lived through it."
A woman walked by, that I knew from
somewhere far far away.
She passed,
                                                
                                    I waved,
                                                                                      
                                                                  we pretended.