Haunted by Shadows

Shiny floors and closed doors

I was haunted by my shadow

a moving, ephemeral thing
appearing before me
at the whim of overhead lighting.

Reflections in closed shop doors

merge with occasional foot traffic

sounds bounce from shiny floors
to empty walls.



The story of shadows.

lockdown
disembodied

stacked chairs leave spaces
haunted

(reflections
in black mirrors)

Haunted by Shadows.

(a lockdown reflection poem in movie trailer style)