Shadow

 A dark clammy hand points its fingers at an innocence lost.
Eyes squint and furrowed brows wrinkle  as my inner bully surfaces.
The things we seek most refuge from  amplify  discomfort.
Tear of regret or chilly sniffle with conscience in hot pursuit.
Secret past in shadow cabinet opening its files.
Shadow of a former self.
Thoughts pirouetting ballet-like rule the roost. 
Rule the waves.
Imperial wizard’s hidebound terminal decline.
Grandmaster flash, interceptor of his own neon light source.
Poseur of inevitable umbra, museum piece or extinction.
Hey day hank Marvin for the refuse of our halcyon youth.
Cash cow as last ditch calling card.
Senior moments,  a poorly casted shadow play.

Explanatory notes.
Grandmaster Flash, Hank Marvin musicians.