December 25-27, 2023 12:18pm - 7:25pm
There's a man in the moon.
But his eyes are neither fully round,
Nor are they fully blue.
His smile deepens into a crater,
Where darkness likes to lurk.
He has a face, and even ears,
But his body was never delivered.There's a man in the moon.
His eyes, they always wander.
He has a mouth, yet has no tongue;
He's to say silent forever.There's a man in the moon.
His eyes are slightly round,
And a weird greyish-blue.
His smile deepens into a crater,
Where nothing but darkness likes to lurk through.
He may have a face, and even ears,
But the rest of his body was never delivered.
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Pleas of Futility
Non-FictionMy innermost thoughts; My innermost secrets, And now... They belong to you.