The moon knows



What... if the sun, is not what we think it is?



the moon hides not

the ravenous drooling

of the dark

the moon shies not

from the claws at her face

that found their mark

the moon only waits

waxing and waning

naked and stark

watching lest our souls

are consumed

by night's hard casque

for the moon knows

only the moon knows

that the sun wears a mask.


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