Blood moon (a poem)

A poem before bed…

I don’t care if the moon is bleeding
it’s never changed a damn thing here on the ground
and it’s never seen me dreaming

But it seems the whole world is watching

Regardless of what they’ll tell you
everyone’s drawn to the sight of blood

(21 January 2019)

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