The Moon Will See You Now

“THE MOON WILL SEE YOU NOW”


listen to the moon, 
it’s quiet, 
it listens. 
the parentless, 
the homeless, 
the drunks, 
the whores, 
the broken, 
the one’s who hold 
onto what’s left of 
their soul. 
they all see light 
somewhere in 
their darkness. 
listen to the moon.
 
I’ve been parentless, 
I’ve been homeless, 
I’ve been drunk, 
I’ve had the whores, 
I am the broken. 
what’s left of my soul 
keeps me from losing it. 
listen to the moon.
 
as you drive with your 
hand to the wind, 
you can feel it but 
you can’t grab it. 
that’s what life is. 
listen to the moon.
 
life is your cell phone 
waiting to charge, 
life is the flat tire 
on your road trip, 
life is the final notice 
on a bill you can’t pay. 
listen to the moon.
 
life was sleeping behind 
a taco shop, 
life was calling collect 
just to be denied, 
life was the moment 
you decided to keep 
her from death. 
life is, 
when she kills you 
instead.
 
do you hear the clock? 
it laughs with life.
 
listen to the moon… 
I guarantee, 
it’s listening to you.



By: Chicano Eddie
7-28-2016
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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