An acne faced moon with a flat obscure

smile, dusted silver with infinity.


Curtain clouds shadow the face, its image

teasing earth followers with glimpses

of a rock half cold, half hot.


The far side of outer space is jealous

of earths circling daughter, the faithfulness,

a never ending bond.


Pull on the tides. Hold the hand of gravity.

Go around in silence. You’re heavenly

place is approved.




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