I woke up to the moon tonight.
She was pretty
and i wasn't.

THOUGHTS

woke me up tonight
And on that other night
                                                        aga­in.
And another night too.

All this emptiness in me
Fulfilling my MIND
Slowly making me full
                                           - of nothing.

How little nothing
for so much HEAVINESS.
And the moon,
She's still there
Slowly becoming full too
                                                      with me.
                                                            o­f me.