WATCHING THE MOON

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The moon comes down through the ornamental cherry tree.
Moves across my window like a woman from pain to pain.

I begin to notice who I am pretending to be.
Believe again there is another world
inside this hollow one.

Watch desires come to the window and disappear into distance.

Everything is a substitute for love.
My hand is in your hand until your hand becomes my own.
Love is also a substitute for love.

The moon floats in a pan of dog water.

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