Midnight:
Largest Supermoon Since 1948
Leonard
Cohen died this morning.
Last month
he said “I’m ready to die.”
Today the
sun shined for a change.
Blue across
the sky,
Clouds low
and wispy.
The
Cleveland ballclub lost to the Cubs
last week in
that great Game 7 everyone
suddenly
forgot all
about.
The
Cleveland ballclub last won it all in 1948.
But this
year the city hosted
the
Republican
National
Convention.
The
Cleveland ballclub lost to the Cubs,
who last won
it all 108 years ago.
Old Judge
Taft defeated William Jennings Bryan
in that
year’s presidential election.
Nighttime
frosty grass crusts glittering
under a few
constellations
following a
glowing supermoon.
Waxing and
elliptical, tilting down to the right,
The moon
hatched liked an enormous egg.
Daybreak:
Remembering the Deep Moonquakes of Late 2016
And the moon
hatched like an enormous egg
All along we
thought only about its surface. But!
‘Twas to be
the center of her – the yoke – ya see!
The moonshell cracked and cracked again.
We call them
lobate sharps.
You could
see all these lines and fissures from here on Earth.
And the moon
hatched like an enormous egg.
The
moonshell broke in two,
then into
three
fragments
all falling away at an amusingly
extreme…..
……slo…wwwwwww
mmmmmmo’hhhhhhhhhh……
…………..pace…….
(gulp)…..
………….“O! ………..
Nooooo……oooooo…..oooooo…..oooooo…..oooooo…..ooooooo”
The moon
hatched like an enormous egg.
And the
moonshell fell apart.
A sudden
palliative cure for our planet’s auto-immunity
disorder – a.k.a. humans – arrived in the form of an
inexplicable force of energy enveloping the Earth;
initiating
from what used to be called:
“the core of
the Moon”
The energy evaporated
into the skies, and eventually soaked into their skin and sank into their water
supplies.
And the humans opened their
minds
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