my shadow
got bored
& took off
to Philz
to get
a large Arabica
that’s coffee
& a warm
cinnamon bun
they’re good
he learned
to like them
following me
the overcast
had come
forming in
a frozen
higher wind
maybe @
about one
thousand feet
this happens
in Sacramento
in the winter
after rain
from time
to time
I have
no idea
what else
my shadow
did while
he was
@ Philz
I usually
read the paper
Science or
Food section
being best
Tues or Wed
anyways
the high fog
shredded in
half an hour
and my
shadow caught
up with me
once more
under the sun
I have
no idea
what he,
I assume he,
like me,
really knows
we never talk
