Fringe

I stand on the moon's surface
and watch the world turning
I'm all out of fuel
constantly discerning
Whether spires of light that leave the globe
Are companions in banishment
or merely a strobe
exploding the celebration of life in color
my heart grows jealous
as my vision grows duller
blind to the rainbows
deaf to the wails
alone in my capsule
I lift solar sails
Drift aimlessly cross and landscape of gray
boring, unheard
forgot how to play
mouth crumples downward, frown disapproving
my lovers are dead
yet their bodies are moving
to the whims of the winds
basking in rays
I keep my breath held
soak in your praise
yet it's undeserved.
Back farther in my crater
Apart from the herd.
Picked off by the hunter
licking his chops
I welcome his fangs
To make the loneliness stop
Incisors sink deep
Yet I do not cringe
No one will miss me
Cuz I live on the fringe.

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Astral_Tides's picture

Lonely on the moon. Dried out

Lonely on the moon.
Dried out and separated.
Always looking out, alienated.
Longing to which you feel you don't belong.

A few whims I encompassed here.
Always enjoy your end trails my friend.


"The stars awaken a certain reverence, because though always present, they are inaccessible; but all natural objects make a kindred impression, when the mind is open to their influence." R.W.E.

 

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mrpoofs's picture

Thanks man. DUDE ive been

Thanks man. DUDE ive been reading a bunch of your stuff lately, and youve been blowing my mind into tiny little pieces.

Astral_Tides's picture

oh really? What a compliment,

oh really? What a compliment, thank you !
I guess our writings have the same effect on each other than : )


"The stars awaken a certain reverence, because though always present, they are inaccessible; but all natural objects make a kindred impression, when the mind is open to their influence." R.W.E.

 

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allets's picture

Motion and Excellence

...moving to the winds of winds...? I ask because I have never heard a line so well spoken, your flowing mental threads sew a song into an artifact...lovely write, haunting even...Lady A


 

 

mrpoofs's picture

lol wow thats supposed to say

lol wow thats supposed to say whims of the winds haha