The Right Side of the Moon

there is a road I always take

so red and dark

as blood, as moon

their eyes – my home of desperate hour

and yet I find no step of you

my shadow holds the end of times

so here I am

away from light

so far away, I can’t recall

that narrow never-ending night

there is a road I always take

and someone is awaiting me

like a forever blind mistake

of nothing that will never be

so here I am

away from light

away from thunders and the storm

their lips adorn in blooms of fire

and demons linger in a choir

oh, naked as my flesh can be

and ivory as frozen steppes

I walk around and look around

and something is surrounding me

it’s you or shadows holding time

and what is time

if not an arrow

that thrusts an angel’s haze at night

you might be right

you whispered me

that I shall find my home, my home

and yet I roam

in darkest glare

“too soon”

I whisper to myself, “too soon”

and here I am

this final step

close to the right side of the moon

10^th April 2018, Constanta, Romania