My mother used to
tell me of a cherokee
tale. The sun and
the moon were lovers.
but the sun, being the
beautiful star she is caught
the moon in his infidelity
with a much duller star.

This is why the sun
and the moon never
see each other.
This is why the moon
and the sun being
in the sky at the same
time is such a rarity.

Like my father and
my mother. They
never see each other.
Only speak with a
phone and a couple
hundred miles pressed
between their lips.

My mother is the sun,
and this dull star
that tore my life apart
is a ***** empty bottle.
My father is the moon. Not
wanting to give either of
them up...
The sun left him.
My mother left him.
She couldn't stand
to watch his
brain deteriorate.

My father is the
moon. And there
is no man
smiling inside of
him.