THE HELMET MOON

March 4, 2010

The helmet moon spun through the sky

glistened the night

blackberry pie

depression


The helmet moon crept over cloud

shadowed the night

torn tattered shroud

depression


The helmet moon bathed in the pool

the final night

to play the fool

depression


The helmet moon has disappeared

as the prophet

weeping feared

high on sugary marmalade

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