An Ode to the Half Moon
by ~newmoonmaidenIt is an old game you play with me
That solemn wink in the black sea
That makes me feel like a voyeur, guilty
But indignant that I should be
Because there is nothing I can do
About you showing me what you do
And I will wonder where the rest of you went
With all my precious time on you spent
But you lure me on, out my window
To wait and wonder, til the break of the 'morrow
And lose more of myself
As I always do
And put pride to the shelf
Just to battle with you












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we are not helpless cogs in some clockwork universe - P. Hine