The moon does not veil herself in the cloak of the night sky,
And whispers of no apologies for her flaws:
The craters, scars, and all else that manifests her.
In spite of her imperfections,
She shines with a light brighter than that of the seven heavens.

The guide
Kept me in the tracks
Of my dreams
Then I realized nightmares
Bring guides
Dreamier than
A sleeping terror
Bombs bolting
Around an
Avidly
Scary ghost story
Called life
I hid from the canonical
Influence
Of sin
Sin is dark and
A sip of the red wine
Jesus's bloodless life
Darker than rituals
Brighter than the
Faithfully ignorant
A funambulist falls
Whilst
Keeping destiny in check
Vision
Is the
Sold out
Inventory of the
Old
And new