Moon II

O melatonin Moon,

distinguish the contours

of my dreams, rescue me

from the drone and fog

of the unaware.

I desire your place

amongst the Heavens,

with the Stars,

beloved and true.

When I collapse upon my bed,

make me to be real;

pervade my illusions,

turn them fiery, fantastic,

stupendous. Wake me

from my endless, carnal sleep,

flood coffee through my veins,

change me into amazed

and tangibly resolved.

09/27/2016

Richmond

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