The moon so heavy inside Almost solid Crashed into the Earth during its formation Taking bits of the Earth with it
Then the Earth made oceans And sky Birthed life from the places inside of itself So much color and movement It did not need the sun for beauty The Earth is even beautiful in the dark
And the moon The moon watched Spun full rotation Keeping its face always looking directly at its skies
The moon cratered like acne Scarred like someone without an atmosphere
Battered and beat up But every crash The moon did not let parts of itself go There is no room for more moons here
And occasionally With the calm cold rumble Moonquake shiver Shakes dust from its back The sunlight stolen into white shimmer Stars way too close to be real
Looks like the ****** Of a firework show Only every cannon misfired but yours