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The Moppet Mound (Miscarriage of Justice)
Pale, the moon. A death-white bloom
impaled on leafless limb;
neon blood drips nacreous runes
upon a silver'd scrim.
Overgrown. A sculptured stone
leans cracked and lichen-crowned;
moss drapes, obscures, a chiseled tome
to traipse a moppet mound.
Child entombed. A spark consumed
by Death before its birth;
a nadir'd sleep of life-presumed,
tear-deep in bitter earth.
Faith suborned. A poisoned thorn
that stabs God in His eye;
a mother screams, prostrate to mourn
another dream that died.
Pale the moon - her arms - her womb
with neon bloodstains on...
...Emptiness.
impaled on leafless limb;
neon blood drips nacreous runes
upon a silver'd scrim.
Overgrown. A sculptured stone
leans cracked and lichen-crowned;
moss drapes, obscures, a chiseled tome
to traipse a moppet mound.
Child entombed. A spark consumed
by Death before its birth;
a nadir'd sleep of life-presumed,
tear-deep in bitter earth.
Faith suborned. A poisoned thorn
that stabs God in His eye;
a mother screams, prostrate to mourn
another dream that died.
Pale the moon - her arms - her womb
with neon bloodstains on...
...Emptiness.
Published 6th Jun 2013
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