Moon Dance, or, I try to write a poem

The moon mocks me

We stare at each other

Round, proud faces

What have you done?

She asks, shining brightly against filmy darkness

Plenty, I counter

She blinks, winks, at my audacity

And slinks slowly against the horizon

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