Moon

[fenderguy]

Last day of classes
Hours of projects, lectures and brain strain
All now blend together into utter exhaustion
As I walk through the frigid cold to the parking lot
Something makes me tilt my head up away from the icy ground
The moon is beautiful
I stop in my tracks
For a second just watch and nothing else, then
Look left
Look right
Look back and once more forward
Nobody walks tonight but me
Looking back to the moon and just like that...
It's become common
Here and now is nothing but yet another moment
With nobody to share it with, and...
It's become common