Moon

I feel a tug in my chest, my heart

Glossy cassette reels of my mind
Are snagged, chewed up in places
Blots on my reality
A photographers nightmare
State of mind unknowing
To everyone but me

As you drive me home
I know not these old highways
Trees are reaching, grasping
Tinged blue by the moonlight
Shadows flicker, my orbs of vision
Fretful
My heart is pumping
Moon coloured blood pulses through my veins

The world is changing
Can you not feel it?
Beneath mother of pearl idol
I secretly pray

The shiny, living fibres
Of my soul grieves
For I long to yield my self ripped open
My spirit longing to move
Like the tidal waves in the ocean
To the collective pearl of commanding

I give myself to you