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Stop Motion Poem, Starring The Moon

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five a.m., fat yellow moon
poses on the neighbor’s roof
Waits
while I fish the air for words
Moon yawns, says, I told you
it had to be a short one

 
who knows who you just
Missed
rounding the corner
a second too late?

2 responses »

  1. I like this big fat moon. I really like when you’re at my house watching it.

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