MORNING STAR Photograph & poetry by Mikel Marton
"Venus falls from sight, as Lucifer’s beauty overthrows the symmetry of nature; And in his broken glory, cuts himself free from heaven’s bindings.
Light seeps through the honey-combed cracks of his skin, illuminating the oblivious with sticky, sweet- Perfection, above all men & Angels.
God’s favourite/mistake: His Faggot Prince of Exile, whose path of Descent tremors with exploding gases & hushed exaltation.
Morning Star; Seeker of new worlds, fall. As man falls, as God falls. From what celestial womb could he reject you to govern depths of Earthen core?
Martyr of Truth: Supernova dispersing light & imagination across the infinite- Left in the cold, with tongue of torch. Losing reason, but possessing energy abundant.
Now, molested by gravity on a bleeding vermillion horizon, he steadies his paws before the Rise: Vibrant. Savage. Playful. Creative. Sensual. Curious. Once beloved, & alas now Damned.
Inspired by William Blake’s painting 'Satan In His Original Glory'.
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