MAN HAS SO MUCH FARTHER TO GO WITHIN HIMSELF

the moon
bounded along

leaping from roof
top to roof top

keeping up with the car
like a pet

that had been left behind
racing after its master

not understanding how
it had been forgotten

the night had a slight
July taste to it

I almost expected the moon
to bark.

It ran into a rather large cloud
that engulfed it

like a giant white corpuscle
ingesting a microbe

we never knew if
the moon survived

as we swerved left
and left it behind

only that there was a howling
that went on and on

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“We are going to the moon that is not very far. Man has so much farther to go within himself.”

― Anaïs Nin