THIEVES MOON

THIEVES MOON

Suspended brightly
like a pirates
one remaining eye
a thieves moon
splashes waves
of light onto
the graveyard.

Tilted monuments
speak fondly
of forgotten names
and long past dates
as they lay
beneath branches
acting as arms.

Voices huddle
on the tongues
of wagging leaves
whispering tales
in darkness
where gossip lives
under a thieves moon.

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