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Good Night Moon

Full moon risen,

Deathly hollowed arms,

Held out for love,

They cascade the side,

Rocks and other things,

Nothing could be done,

I can't hold a candle to the screen,

In doors and hallway,

Dangling from the ceiling,

The remains of a half dead child,

Gust of air through walls,

Thin and bustled,

Curdled milk in mouth,

The blinding light.  

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Stephen Gospage

Wed 20th Jul 2022 17:21

A fine, mysterious piece, Alita.

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