Swollen Moon
Jul 16, 2017
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The heart is a swollen moon.
God has eclipsed me.
Thank God.
For whoever designs
himself aright?
Nobody.
There are only the stars to be seen
flourishing in the sky.
And I have allowed midnight to be lost
as the hours wane and die
and my eyes strain to see them,
O my God,
like a demanding metal,
like a sign.
07/16/2017
UBC
af. " My Old Ways " by Dr. Dog
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