are you it?
If I lie still under the full moon's gaze, will it find me?
If I shut my eyes and sink deeper in my place, will it find me?
If I ignore the prickly blades and refuse to make a peep, will it find me?
If I hold my breath until suns and moons have risen and fallen, will it find me?
And if I'm it, will I find a shadow of myself that no longer moves, sees, speaks, or breathes?












