Jay Spence

Rookie (26-06-1988 / Decatur, Illinois)

Mother Moon - Poem by Jay Spence

With the heart of a holocaust
It's no wonder my pale skin
Is black and swollen with truth.
Open wounded scars revel
In their shine, reminding me
Of the narcissistic infant inside.

He's the liquid cocaine burning
Through her veins & he's beautiful.
You can see the darkness in his eyes,
Endless oceans of suffocating starlight
[Still in motion]
His brother, bright Orion,
the climax of ignorance.

Every fiber of my being clings to the
Reflecting moonlight. But she's cold,
Detached, & evading my frozen fingertips.
Even the sun is just a page
In her Book of Illiteracy. I can be
Nothing more than the shadow of her mistakes.

Thus I lie in the dust of a never-ending fairytale
Next to me, the fading image of daybreak.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 4, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, January 27, 2011


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