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i looked again, but did not see the dark moon. perhaps a cloud was to blame, or the city lights too bright, but mostly i lacked the inclination to stay out in the cold night. i wanted to be lucky.
i have never seen it but i miss it; the moon as it, without the atomic bleaching of the sun.
last year i saw the moon eclipsed by the earth, it was serene. red and blue. but those were the colours of the earths aura; a beautiful proxy, a projection.
soon i will be there, floating heavy on the granite massive. and there she will be! illuminated by a trillion vanished stars.
i have never seen it but i miss it; the moon as it, without the atomic bleaching of the sun.
last year i saw the moon eclipsed by the earth, it was serene. red and blue. but those were the colours of the earths aura; a beautiful proxy, a projection.
soon i will be there, floating heavy on the granite massive. and there she will be! illuminated by a trillion vanished stars.