I can not begin to say what has affected me more every day. The burying of the lonley sun in ever darker earth, signifying all day dreams at an end,..... Or the rising of the scarred moon, inviting lunacy from every pore of my body. Perhaps it's the fear.......... To many burials and resurrections,.. reminding me of my transience.
very dark and mystical. I like it alot. Especially the stanza "Or the rising of the scarred moon, inviting lunacy from every pore of my body."
Enjoyed this immensely… especially the way every aspect is dark and doomed, it makes for an effective presentation and conjured several images in my mind that weren’t directly stated. I like when poems do that, so thanks for sharing this
digger, this absolutely pulls at me right now as i experience my own burials and resurrections...i love it...thanks for expressing how i feel
My god,....I was not expecting this kind of response. After a really unhappy day of playing bitch to my capitalist owners,.... God I hate my job!!! You have all pretty much prevented me from considering vehicular assisted suicide. I love you all. Digger
Haha, who said beauty can't be borne of misery? Anyways, I agree with all the previous comments, this is a true work of art. Excellent composition.
