A living death.

I walk the streets,
in  the light,
that carries in the vile heat
   that spikes
   all minds, all hearts, all sighs.
I hold up a hand
to blindfold my eyes

But Shadow falls
onto the grounds,
gets up,
bows,
and races
all the way West,
round the Earth,
into darkness.

Faceless. Aimless. Homeless.
Are you real? - one shouts.
Am I unreal? - Shadow echos,
paces up faster,
til the brake breaks,
   and no stop holds.
Shadow tires
sweat drips behind.
Shadow sobs
tears slip away.

Only Speed wins.
Time folds in half
   wraps up its dose,
   drugs
   toasts.
Days fire,
nights harden,
til the catch.

Hope dawns
Shadow braces up.
Set! Go!
Crashes the Sun.
Bashed. Broken. Burned.
Ruin. Cease. Ecstasy.