Wednesday, 31 August 2011

Human - Visible


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.