Misplaced Missive #86 – Moon

The shining moon I howl to.
Doesn’t matter where I run,
There’s no escape,
High above,
No judgment,
But no love.

Beyond me
Out of range
But I can only see
By your light.
Sight becomes pain
Something must change
Before I howl life away.

Trying for love like that earned by dark things:
Between shadow and soul.
Nothing torn apart
But nothing belonging together.
Blindness is apathy, out of the spotlight.

Even when waning
I’m fading
Taken in by unnatural
Favorings.
It’s lunacy.

Jessie Gutierrez

PS: Yesterday was a full moon =) *Arrrrooooo*

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