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Gray skies bind my world as I look out my window—
The full moon will not be seen tonight
Despite its rise over clouds that darken
Our minuscule gestures of what we think
Is knowledge and takes our habits
And creates grand justifications
That the light of the moon
Would reveal to be merely
The dances of demons lost in shadows
Darkened by the clouds of our own emotions
The poet and the lunatic await the full moon…