McCannot (prodigalsun) wrote,

the hoarse & massive earth.

while i was gone, you
let the ember of dusk go black.
i do not know what they say
about the side that grows moss
& i cannot skim
the north star
from this puddle of night.
kudzu has swallowed it all
in one gulp.
the cicadas sing cotton
vacantly into my ears
but i still pretend
to grope blindly toward
your voice.
i pretend the moon
has a second half
& they are searching
at the same pace for each other,
at night pausing over rivers
& oceans,
calling to their reflections
with their lover's name
& hesitating briefly, always
too long.
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