the gibbous moon is high in Cancer
approaching full as the past is dissolved
in all the forward motion
toward some future
some soon-to-morph manifestation
of the always here and now
that we'll attach ourselves to and
call a memory
all I've loved passed in the instant
of their happenings and now without
any hope for what is already around us
we lay down our angry charges and lie looking up
at the moon...all chases ended...as the slanted sunlight
shines around through the earth and through us...
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