Half-Moon

Raking by first bell
Emptied of my self
Old clones sleeping in piles
Praising the hillish hell

Skin shed in a dead room
Half-light under half-moon
I'm here, but I'm see-through
If only you could see me now
Watching as the day swoons
Half-blind from the half-truth
Oscillating between two
On earth but off the ground
Nowhere to be found

The breath is ahead of me
Baby buds gone before the dream
My arms are spread, I am begging for morning
My family bleeds, won't you take their pain away?

Maker, you anger me
Come and go as you please
Just know that I'm not your child
I have my mother's genes



Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Tarantino
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