Full Moon Poem by Nick Kasparie

Full Moon



The full moon is simplicity
Its craters form the facial norm
Its eerie rays fall down on me
Yet none are found: werewolves abound

Alone in light, the stars delight
And from afar, the moon shines bright
Unto my face through window panes
Then dying fast, the moonlight wanes

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