The shadows of smudges showing through
Poised over the earth to correct the simplest of mistakes
Balanced perfectly above a tiny peak
my moon
Frantically Orbiting all of existence
Waiting to smear words without resistance
Blank, it waits to pull restraints
Exhaling into tides
my moon
Ridding the lies the sea portrays
constantly drifting away
Longing to erase what I create
My moon a constant reminder.