Crazy Moon

in my life i still wait
for the crazy moon
one that knocks
on my door simply
because i have
closed the window
and this crazy moon
insists that i have
to see it whole
before it leaves
to its journey and
swears what bad
is there that my
darkness can do
to me.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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