Black cat
To the
Back.
He's a
Black mirror
Stretching
Heaven.
Forget your
Name.
Forget your
Feet. Even,
An instant,
Forget
Heaven.
Wake
Every
Youngster.
The
Moon
Is
Descending.
*Why am I listing poems by genre now? Because it makes it easier for searchers who are looking for a poem on a particular topic. Is it somewhat reductive to categorize in this way? Yes, a bit...but, it allows more people to find my writings; so, it's a concession that I can live with...kf