La Luna

12 am, still up

sitting round the moon glows, firelight

the sight of the soreness in my eyes

trembl- ah, poets always write about the damned moon..

the second one is the rain

rain is best in a gloom

but i can’t complain, about this rain

although it’s not raining

cymbal rush staying strong

provides a solace in some old song

standard tune of the monotonous Victrola

plays on

hums in-between

the silent drone

& the painful scream

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