THE MOON
See the full moon's bright eye,
Use her as guide.
Imagine her sclera, pupil, and iris
Capture in colors you see fitting on a clear evening.
Cut out her yellow yolk of an egg
Reveal just albumen as if to mix in potent drink.
Look at the moon, it is a silver balloon
Suspended high up in space.
Feel the moon, it is a heavy ball
It is holding a patient's leg in traction.
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