Look up. Look out. The black world
squats in the void, a charred sphere.
Beneath, below, among false light,
in a melange of blues & reds,
the brilliant night, falls.
No bodies, nobody! O dead moon.
Once vibrant, now in atrophy.
One, in the blink of an eye,
Thrilled to an ache in the bones,
wakens from sleep...
*
(WAB 6.2.18)
Cyborg poet Jaysus Moorphy or Julian, Terran poet
Dianos Server
squats in the void, a charred sphere.
Beneath, below, among false light,
in a melange of blues & reds,
the brilliant night, falls.
No bodies, nobody! O dead moon.
Once vibrant, now in atrophy.
One, in the blink of an eye,
Thrilled to an ache in the bones,
wakens from sleep...
*
(WAB 6.2.18)
Cyborg poet Jaysus Moorphy or Julian, Terran poet
Dianos Server
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