Further attempts to see my shadow in the dark

I sit here with an ache in my neck, almost as if I have a smallish spirit resting herself on my shoulder with a straw inmy ear sucking out all my insperations. I remember this feeling. It feels the same as it did when I was 14 and sitting in the living room after the tenth cup of tea watching a movie being introduced by Gilbert Godfrie really really late at night.