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2020-03-31T01:30:38-04:00May 13th, 2014|Creativity|

I’m not the type who thinks the moon really listens

The kids went to bed late
and I try to write a poem
about the full moon
but it reminds me of the light
they hang above you
in the dentist’s chair
which doesn’t seem
very poetic

I’m tired

I say to no one
except maybe the moon
and I’m not the type
who thinks the moon
really listens

but I looked up
at her big open mouth
as the thought
landed in my skull
and I can only say
it didn’t feel like my own

to decide instead
to be grateful.

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