Beneath the Blue Moon Hiding

This Blue Moon

This blue moon becomes us now: She floats below the brighter stars (as if we ever needed stars) to mark the places where we strayed. We stayed too long, and slept too long, and yawning woke to find the sky had found a new face in the moon. A harsher face, an older face, and bluer than we felt before, we rode into another town, beneath the blue moon hiding.

 

2 comments:

  1. I think I know whose face that is in the moon:

    http://oneletterwords.com/weblog/?id=2167

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  2. That face will haunt my dreams tonight. Thanks a lot.

    P.S. I thought it was a trolley, too!

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