Reflections on sharing the one moon.
Under the Same Moon
midnight moon
the neighbor on his deck
I, on mine
he retreats to shadows
we share solitude
two moons tonight
one pocked with craters
one reflects
illusions off the lake
a slim, white trail to you
inconstant globe
mid this summer night
lust and shadow
the moon is in the man
impossibility rains
splinter moon
white and veiled like a bride
split at last
solitude at last
is yours. I sleep near by.
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