Parading

Through the ceiling comes

The light stays fool’s gold for a long time.

Again I see you Luna just as I did

what it almost felt like to be

would I love it this way if it

You’re not a creature in a body.

I am just visiting the world at this moment

The secret of my arms

I mean, sunsets aren’t supposed to frighten you, are they?

and if by chance there is no edge to the crowd