I up-
ended the
moon, dear
wanted to
teach you
how gravity
is not to be
trusted
those tides
you set your
clocks to
set their
clocks to
other clocks
we are, all
of us, merely
trickled down
redundancies
where i
was going
dear traveler
was a home
I dreamt of
once in a
drunken
slumber
and how
I saw you
there
naked at
the window
and staring
at the
moon
Ben Paynter
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-moon-this-night-all/
