Enter: a shadow, the basement
of a person, painted solid by their ledger.
Hushing for silence
that doesn’t exist.
The audience sees it clearly under the bright stage lights,
but its owner is blind.
They feel so transparent, they’re not even sure they have a shadow anymore.
It sneaks up behind
and photographs them, panoramic view,
and leaves the print at their feet.
Evidence. Opaque as can be.