Fascinator Moon
Fascinator moon, hung low
the great reflector
with dagger clouds, piercing
double-crossed, intersected
swollen with blood
like some fat bat, clung to the sky
nameless, upside down
But beating…
beating across every thought tonight
as love might beat
as obsessive love might beat
across every thought tonight
Memories arisen, waxing high
waning forces pulling at skin
the prickle chill of recognition,
nuked spine of accepted fates
overcome with purpose
like some crazed martyr, crusading
ceaseless, burning black
But infectious
breeding in every thought tonight
as love might spawn
as obsessive love might spill
within every thought tonight
The fascinator moon builds
and builds
As this consumptive need
beats and beats
across every thought tonight…
(March, 2013)
<Deleted User> (6895)
Fri 3rd May 2013 21:10
very much enjoyed Thom.xx