A Jerky Reverie
Where is the moon just now?
The light shining from the sun
appears, to have blotted it out.
The stark darkness of a motionless
void, where atomic debris not seen,
passes
through it, violating solid state.
Harmonious discontent, disconcertedly
in serial fashion proceeds atonally
in a jerky reverie; weeping tearfully
musical notes arise in hesitance, seemingly
from nowhere, like faint...
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