midnight

I dreamt of a man, with a pen, on the moon.
Sitting there, dangling his legs, he chewed his lip and mumbled:
Life was so much more interesting when I could breath.
I pushed him off his rock and watched him tumble,
Always tumbling, always spinning.
I think I saw him smile.

midnight

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Clarkston, United States

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