A poem born from a writing prompt and heavily inspired by this morning's moon. I love you all and hope for your continued health, happiness, safety, peace ...
I’m drunk on moonshine
The sort that drips from the sky
Faded amber drops
Together forming footprints
Fracturing my iron
the snapping howl of my existence
I am haunted
And the question is survival
From this watercolor romance
I have caught between the stars
Wish their fever was my veins
Biting me in half
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