moon eyes

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    moon eyes
    all that I feared, mirrors my decision
    looking out for them, looking out for you
    left me in the field, attacked by noise
    a white drone that forces my face up
    the sky won’t break open, he has turned
    his robe in the cloud billows the distance
    as I turned myself, from the patterns to change
    a singular gift I froze in the passing
    I freed the moon and blocked the sun
    and with out my shadow all is undone

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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