It caught my eye, my shadow, as it ran, My bad luck, and it had a plan. No doubt new friends for play Were what it wanted, since it went away. I had often giggled when It dug lines in my forehead Or stole oil from my hair to dye its gown. Feeling it drive its needle through my heart I had often laughed and enjoyed licking the blood. You want to please your pets. I began To fear it was disgusted since it ran; Unprepared on laughing to hear rise Tenfolded echoes, scattering mimicries, Across the hills and fields and the far skies.