To Each

What we have of the moon

and the moon has of us

 

Borderlands, we hvae

the moon has us looking

 

We have the opening moon

the moon has too many eyes

 

A black coat to cover,

blame.

 

Rocks in glass cases, though they be dull

a yearning for the ’70s.

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