He had forgotten to speak with his shadow,

now his shadow never texts him back

 

As I walked down Columbus one night

looking for blues, a drink and maybe some drama,

 

I saw her again

 

My shadow

 

She smelled like rain, but it hadn't rained in months

How far had she gone to now come back?

 

We intended to grab a drink to catch up,

and the bloody bouncer says:

 

"Excuse me sir you can't come in here,

your shadow smells like rain"