You are like that shadow
haunting me day and night.
capable of bringing me to the heights of a happy dream
or the pits of a nightmare.
Just because of your appearance
with your whims and fancy
denying my whims and fancy
suppressing what is to be
arghhh…. the struggle.
Yet you are only that
an object of attention
and what power I had given out there
stirringly within my core
that much inner work to be done
to clean you off the slate.
Not that reciprocal thoughts never occurred
but what is the use of revenge
as if an attack out there can ever cease
when the attack is actually right in here
within the indoor stadium of the mind.