Who rules from the shadows, rules
As a shadow. What is wrong
With a shadow land?
It only indicates light,
And anyway, even caves
Are porous to waves
Of sufficient wavelengths, waves
For which any one of us
Is as air to blue.
I will rule from the shadows
When I am not I
Enough to blink frantically
And look away from the sun,
The one who flinched at high noon.
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