Take a Carney ride
at high noon,
or at midnight sky
under the Moon.
The Moonlight says,
the Night is a good deal..
and the Night says..
the Moon knows
that we are here
to pack a wallop.
But the Stars ignore
the Moon's stolen light,
knowing that they
will soon be dust,
While they spend
wistfully useless hours
wondering if
the only reason time exists is
So everything
doesn't happen at once..
then, all at once,
They were able
to leave 'well enough alone'.
Jun 11, 2014
Jun 11, 2014 at 10:15 PM UTC
Take a Carney ride
at high noon,
or at midnight sky
under the Moon.
The Moonlight says,
the Night is a good deal..
and the Night says..
the Moon knows
that we are here
to pack a wallop.
But the Stars ignore
the Moon's stolen light,
knowing that they
will soon be dust,
While they spend
wistfully useless hours
wondering if
the only reason time exists is
So everything
doesn't happen at once..
then, all at once,
They were able
to leave 'well enough alone'.
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