Twelve Steps To The Sun Poem by jerome moore

walking on an awkward sidewalk
youth can suck my dick
twelve steps to the sun
as it sets behind me further and further
a new cosmos raised beside me and beyond me
the tigers who hide
in the bush
and the toads who sing nocturnes
the whole world is revolving and I break away clean
clean and painless
I have began murdering myself
soon nothing of my youth will remain
and a new man will walk from
the shell
smiling through the cracks
a new cosmos