I am the place where light can not reach.Obstructed by opaqueness
I occupy all of the space behind.
A reverse projection
A cross section
A two dimensional silhouette
At certain times, at certain heights
I appear to change and grow,
though appearances can be misconstrued.
I am human – visible.
And in the right conditions Venus I employ,
to join the sun and moon in casting my creation.
Yet no one says who or what else sees me.
Unattended I am ghostlike,
a representation of a presence,
unnerving the sciophobe.