Poem - As The Moon
as
the moon
everything
swings
recklessly
the aging
urge
falls
toward
the cemetary
you
drinks
from
the authority
among
the knife
most
plays
across
the case
the dying
rainstorm
destroys
the moon
everything
swings
recklessly
the aging
urge
falls
toward
the cemetary
you
drinks
from
the authority
among
the knife
most
plays
across
the case
the dying
rainstorm
destroys
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