Moon


The moon hangs onto something the physical eyes cannot see.

The moon offers a glimpse.

The moon teases with enough surface exposed to excite.

I would hang my hat on the moon if I believed

enough in what is beyond here, believed

that this reality is what we make it, and if I desired

I would be able to reach out and caress the rocky outlines.

And in the moment of non-thought / letting go

I realize my jacket covers what is not seen.

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