moon: a poem in two parts

part 1 by sunovawot

abroad in the light of a strangler’s moon
crazy some say, but my time’s coming soon
I can taste the surge of evil all around
thoughts take flight as bodies hit the ground
but it’s late, yes it’s late, though the moon’s still there
spreading lunacy on the cool night air

part 2 by damommza

When night is gone
and day is bright
I awake to
a horrid sight

6 fresh dug graves
somehow appeared
and there’s fresh dirt
ground in my beard

those damn neighbors
that noisy crowd
will never blast
Youtube so loud


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  1. damommza

     /  February 21, 2012

    My part 2 was a funny response to your part 1. With all those bodies hitting the ground, I decided to tidy up! šŸ˜€ šŸ˜† šŸ˜†


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