Poems from the bottom of my anxious heart
Sunday, September 15, 2019
Full moon over Lake Chabot
Watch the moon step
down the hills
on swollen knuckles
then watch it roll
into the black and silent lake.
Now watch my heart
bewitched forget
the countless insults of the day
now watch the moon
lead this dark away.
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