Shadows

I have cast myself out without oars,
Swallow me, O tempest.
Time has tied a knot in my throat,
And you hold the strings in your mouth.

Watching the sun tuck himself into the horizon,
I often wonder in the dipping light,
Where do our shadows
go to sleep at night?

Imagine if we cracked the night sky open
And a million shadows
came spilling out, naked -
Each hunting for their mortal twin.

Or perhaps the moon can tell us.
Look at her and
tell me you don't think
she hides the secrets of a million lovers.
She is our most faithful accomplice.

No wonder each morning
When light seeps into my bed
I feel heavier.
My shadow now carries with it
Last night's memories with you.