Copper Moon

Too soon, we find ourselves
lost in her sway, the metallic
way she shines her own face,
swoons her way onto the floor.

As moon boys go, we’re slow
-er than most, boasting only
these few fragments left, swept
up by our furious brooms.

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2 Responses to Copper Moon

  1. Kir Piccini says:

    Furious brooms…what an incredible image!

  2. ava says:

    I love this. 🙂

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