Moon Man
Tidal waves of hysteria grip even my common
Trips to Neptune, where all the joys of living
Collapse upon stellar outcomes, meant for
Human comfort
Cancer, disease, acts of random kindness
Pale when hope diminishes beyond control
Votes don’t matter, allegiance rings hollow
And enemies multiply beyond commercial
Control
Again, look to the rising Sun, counted by the
Shades of the Moon… my resting place
Tucked sweetly in the arms of each passing day
Smiling for the color pink, lost
….in my embrace
Lost
In my embrace
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