LUNATIC

I feel naked when I look at  the moon today

Why ? Why ? What is there to hide?
and are we really so far?
Such a destitute gaze
alight to sky
Glaring with its brittle skin
Under which she knows
I hides
as a drifter beloved
Always lured
by
the world’s tides

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