Speed Me Home

Lord speed me home
Beyond the moon’s broad
Spinning monolith
And stars unnumbered in
Their open closets,
Spilling sad musician’s
Secrets as they trail—
I see Jupiter’s horizon,
And the Solar System’s end—
Speed me homeward to Messiah’s
Silent concourse, where the mad
And milky smoke of this
Grand tragedy expires—
Speed me soul-first into
Darkness—away, away,
Away.

Thanks for checking out my poem.

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Gabriel Muoio

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