Alone On This Site Poem by Leon Moon

The Sun has not yet rose.
In this endless night
On this Earth I roam,
I am one, alone.

A mind inside a mind.
Statue in the Sea,
A slave to freedom,
Sardonic narcolepsy.

Kissing the bluebell foam,
The circus deep below,
I see what I want to see.

Commitment is the resurrection of illusion
But it is the only way I can escape this confusion;
Genuflecting like urban diseases, I ignite the gratitude
For something - at least something! - that always lasts.

Oh Mother, you always knew! ...