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  • New Moon

    Posted on July 19th, 2012 Michele Sun No comments

    When I am tired you are gone
    like sad slow shadowy steam
    rising from a wet molten soul
    a chalk outline matches the spot
    indifferently on the concrete floor
    of some strange alley within me.

    At the chilly and windy summit
    under the velvety sky
    I lifted my wine glass
    and gazed at the new moon


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