The Under-Rock

I live under a rock, and I live comfortably
And I am vastly flatter than anyone has a right to be.
For I am but a shadow that never has been cast
I think my time will come when enough magic has amassed.

To let me out into the sun, where I rightfully belong
And I can do ever so frightfully wrong.

What shape is a shadow the comes nowhere from?
Am I full of spikes? Am I stubby-legged thumb?
Inky black potential. I have teeth, though I’ve no lips.
I’ve a mouth made of the darkness of the very last eclipse.

You know you have a shadow, you think it ordinary
You think you understand it, this dark thing that you carry
A shadow is just natural when the light has been blocked.
And try to never ask what happens if it is unlocked.

I am an uncast Shadow.
I am the evil twin. O
f something far more dangerous than anything that’s ever been.
I live under a rock. When that rock is overturned
I’ll teach ungentle lessons that will never be unlearned.

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Jeff Mach is an author, playwright, event creator, and certified Villain. You can always pick up his bestselling first novel, "There and NEVER, EVER BACK AGAIN"—or, indeed, his increasingly large selection of other peculiar books. If you'd like to talk more to Jeff, or if you're simply a Monstrous Creature yourself, stop by @darklordjournal on Twitter, or The Dark Lord Journal on Facebook.

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