The moon
is very scared,
Its face
– in fear is wrinkled,
Its eyes
are widely shut
To close
its brain for the dire view,
Its mouth
is barely open
To scream
out loud it pain.
The moon
is very scared,
It’s
full of dreadful dreams –
Of our
darkest nightmares
Of our
deepest fears.
It shines
the night enough
To see
just how dark the shadows grow,
To scare
us even more,
To drive
us to dementia.
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