Unmanned Moon

man left on the moon
oven cooked  
new moon
pails of music
and a music spoon

over the red  tree

.

fast

she had the writer's heart
an eternity stretched like lover's lies
like longing makes a story true



Sometimes is a person longing for things
to be as they had been before
a noonday sun based on memories   we all
 have stories

xo

Odds of writing the same poem twice

colder than snow
falling in ice


A sky
winter
white
Tonight mixed with words wet as
floating on the ocean

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