November 5, 2019

PROMPT: Lunar Phrases

in the thousand faceless poems i've read
the moon has never been named a 'him'.

'he' had been a moon when 'she' was the sun
it has been a silver-chipped tooth
                  a force of untrifled gravity
   has been the envious moon, Romeo calls out to his lover by the balcony-
                                                 [arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon.]
the moon and its eclipses,they say, how mysterious.

alas, I have never found the moon mysterious,
                                                    nor enviable
                                                    nor a source of crippling loneliness
                                                    nor a beauty so divine i couldn't bear to part

the moon 
              was a he
                     a they
                     a someone
i felt i could've loved.


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