Tuesday, January 20, 2015

New Moon Monkeyshine

The moon is only new 
because it turns to face the sun. 
No longer is the world 
a matter of its slightest interest. 
Wolves are tame, coyotes 
just a waste of breath, and all 
the poets drowned themselves 
before this singular event. 
Their words are washing up 
upon this pointless page. They say 
the moon is always new; 
the world should get a clue.

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