crescent moon
you rise so fair and pale
dignify the pathless night of stars unending
thin-like hair a wick of nothing-ness
crescent moon
into the odds you throw yourself
and pick up the pieces
Now display!
crescent moon
you can't fool an old fool
you can't...
better you than...
and anyways...
descent moon
gone to the horizon
venusian haze and martian dust
plutonic love
and I guess that you
wouldn't know what I meant
would you?
recent moon
2 comments:
"into the odds you throw yourself"
I live by that! can I have it?
Odds are you don't need to ask...
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