Half Moon

I never want
to escape dreams
in which I’m flying

why then do I wake
before I crash

I never want
to wake from dreams
in which I’m dying

why then that I live
to repeat sleep

it’s daytime
sun is shining
the moon is out

a half thumbnail
in the cloudless
blue sky

crow is cawing
skin is burning
skin is crawling

half moon is
a broken thumbnail
chipped from hard day’s wake

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