A moonless night

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    A moonless night



    Blackness, deep dark secrecy... A shadow of who I was. A mirror of who I could be.

    A
      coffin 
           of
              string
                     on
                        a moonless night

    Atrophy in the abyss, A selective smile unknown to the others
                                                                                             dream
                                                                                      dream
                                                                             dream
                                                                    dream
                                                           dream
                                 a moonless night

    Wind shred's my gut to pieces, rips out the insides and feeds them to the dogs

       Death                            s                             a moonless night
          Life                          e   e                      sun
             Future                 r        n               nights
                Past               P            t         Days
     
                                A thought in my mind
                           Soft yet abstractly present
                    Keeps me wondering beautiful things
               Even a moonless night couldn't stop this one
        "Write it down, Write it down, Write it down, Write it down!"
                   Hand shaking as the rain moves me upwards
                       "Write it down, Write it down, Write it d..."
                              It's gone and I am yet dry
                                           z
                                             z
                                               z

                                  "Write it down"
                                        
                               "A moonless Night "

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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