You always have them,
and they are always more than one,
your shadows being not just you alone
but everyone you knew and loved,
that always will keep following you
with all their memories and yours
of good and tragic, sad and lovely,
vivid just the more for being dead;
for all those shadows of the past
tend to survive the more persistently
and hauntingly for being buried and suppressed.
Your failures and defeats, injustices and wrongs,
frustrations, disappointments, bankruptcies and ruins
are all there as derelict dark palaces decayed
and the more hauntingly alive for the implacability
that you can never kill a ghost.