The night is too diffuse

To consolidate illusion

The slightest disturbance

Acute to the predator’s ear

He rises leonine

Returns hopeless


Though the moon

Has more faces

The sun has a keener eye

A single aberration

Could render him unfit

For a lesser heaven (earth)


His heart suffers as a quarry

Expenditure overwhelming recompense

He lies at queer angles

Gathering the voices of foreign entities

Like a transistor radio



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