Tuesday, April 11, 2017

Meeting’s Valentine

My meeting with the reversal
Of all I was meaning
To do and become
Arrived when I looked
Into the full moon mirror
And could see what lay behind me
And what lies ahead
But whose corpse is the moon
Buried then exhumed
Over and over
Stalking the earth
One-eyed death
Always peering down
Vigilant over the hurrying herd

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