if I sent messages from the moon
would the headline read: MAROONED
would I miss moss and just a touch of frost
on the wild violets.
what compass could I carry.
what slip knot at the end
down a silvery fire escape.
quietus made too late.
Emily said in our town
oh earth you're just too wonderful
when she was coming back.
was that a telegram too?
the moon was made for rumination
there's a lot to think about sometimes.
no moths to consume though.
you could wear silver forever
and just be who you are
along with all the stars.
mary angela douglas 11 july 2019
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