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Supermoon, New York, Julio Cortez via Magpie Tales


I look at that moon
like it's another quarter
slipped in 
the smiling notch of 
my bank book

i can hardly lift 
all that hope
i make gravy wells
in clouds
for all my crazy dreams

but my champagne heart
has beggar's 
arrhythmia
and i stubbed my toe 
on a horny back toad

how them golden slippers
ever gonna fit me, now 
go an' howl down a
mongrel rainstorm up
that yellow brick road 

Rene ~ July 2013

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