I am the Blood Moon

This is the feeling of the blood moon
The fear that I am a sickness
Hanging fat and infertile in the night sky
A diseased and loathesome halo of light
Wasteful and disturbed, I rise higher
To cast red shadows in the valley below
Where, there, folks spill forth from their homes
To stare, slack jawed, at me –
A pregnant spider dangling from a string
A freak on display for those who haven’t yet
Paid the price for admission to this
Painful and exposed life we live.

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