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Lunar Being

Last night Lunar delivered me

A place where I was dancing free

Anonymous and undefined

Wild with possibility

 

She whispered in my ear

Excitement thrilling, chilling, near

A new dawn could be descending

Full of hope and far from here

 

De de de. De de de.

 

A repetitive mechanic jolted me awake

Desperately I fought, what consciousness wished to take

Eyes shut tight, seeking promised land

But instead another dawn drags and scratches at my hand

 

I mourn my happily ever after

And rise to one more groundhog chapter

Half dead and anticipating  end of day

When Lunar promises to entice and play

 

Why must the morn cut short the seeing

The moment I become my Lunar being?