18.2. Shadow People

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In the shadows lurk perceptible people pondering. 

Pity they’re in the dark though, 

I would’ve liked to see them more clearly, 

to make sure they’re as I imagined them. 

I’m afraid of them, 

I think. 

I want to say hello. 

Here is one, 

morphing already for me to,

greet me when he is ready. 

He looks at me, 

laughs at me as if I do not see him. 

I’m not real to him, 

I’m just the product of his imagination. 

The rest of them mock me too.

I’m different, 

that’s embarrassing as always, 

the same with people too. 

It’s all new to me and I try, 

they laugh.

Worth ignoring, 

embarrassed by myself.

I turn to leave, 

I hear their stupid laughter still. 

There he is again, 

alone from the rest,

he’s alone.

He doesn’t laugh at me now, 

for that I am grateful. 

Are they intruders or harmless visitors?

I do not know if, 

I can find that out on my own. 

Not real but, 

I met them tonight in my own apartment.

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