Hey Moon

If all our life is but a dream,
Fantastic posing greed,
Then we should feed our jewelry to the sea.
For diamonds do appear to be,
Just like broken glass to me.

And then she said she can't believe,
Genius only comes along in storms of fabled foreign tongues,
Trippin eyes and flooded lungs,
Nor the downpour sends it love.

Hey moon please forget to fall down,
Hey moon don't you fall down.

Sugarcane in the easy morning,
Watered veins, my one and only.

The ink is running for the page,
It's chasing off the daze,
Looking at both feet and wounded knee.
I miss your skin when you were eased,
You clicked your heels and wished for me.

For playful lips made of yawns,
That fragile cat forlorn,
Unraveled words like mobs upon old stars,
I know the world's a broken bone,
But paraplegics call it home.

Hey moon please forget to turn round,
Hey moon don't you turn round.

So she came in the breezy morning,
What invades my one and lonely.

You are at the top of my lungs,
Drawn to the ones who never yawn.

Bye moon.