David A. Moore Poems

I could have gone around the mountain,
Followed the valley to its length,
But that distant peak begged to be conquered,
Dared me to prove I had the strength.
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Sometimes I think the night will never end,
That my vague memories of light are only a dream,
That the senses I'd thought to be numbed by cold were never real.
That I myself was never real.
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How do you fight an invisible demon?
How do you treat an invisible wound?
How do you recognize an invisible victim
Suffocating inside an invisible tomb?
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I don't know where the Sun has gone,
Why it didn't rise these days before,
I don't know what I've done so wrong,
That it can't look at me anymore.
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