Full Moon

Inch by inch the darkness creeps.

Let me go down into the street

and breathe, deeply just breathe.

All day long papers and books.

Alone and feeling incomplete,

as if playing half a role.

I go out. What do I see?

The thin silver moon turned gold;

tonight at least something is whole.

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