new moon
by paolo macariola
dawns awakens above us
a vast neon blue
spilling across oceans
as did our happiness
until twilight came
and colored our guilt
we try to measure what we see
with our emptiness
imitating the foolish sky
but everything darkens
when the world fades to black
the moon weeps
it haunts us
Friday, May 21, 2010
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