Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

A sliver

A sliver of moon fell off,
Landed in my lap.
I cradled it, called it baby.

I gave it back.

Let the moon be full for tomorrow.
At least tonight,
I had a sliver.

August 5 2009


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