The moon hasmaneuvered itselfinto my sunrise window For weeks it wasonly seen insidethe witching hours What coastlinedoes it followwithin the seas of night? My dreams aresurrounded by empty skieswaiting for change I look for patterns,some kind of lunar logicto close my inner gaps Mystified,I remain subject tothe moon’s cyclical whims I was looking for some … Continue reading Moon Doors (Thursday Doors)
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