DEEP-SPACE-BLACK #poetry by jay

do you think me a blotted sky
with no moon, sun 
or eyes?

do you find my words
a soft breeze
in double-speak?

I had this amazing memory
of once loving you

before
a scream of questions

pelted my mind
like eyes boring
alien-holes

penetration
deep-space-black
lasered by nines

forward into 
the backspaces 
of lost time.

©Jay Mora-Shihadeh

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