The moon unquestioned 

has no answers

Between light’s reflection

the coming dawn

 

One promise chosen

to fill the darkness

One promise chosen

to calm the storm

 

As planets rally

the moon abandoned

The time for reason

has come and gone

 

They spin their orbits

and claim reentry

New eyes upon them

new axis spawned

 

Rotating freely

in pinball madness

Colliding passions

of night’s retreat

 

A new moon laughing

the death of order

A new moon waiting

— as shadows sleep

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2025)