You said "look, there is
a full moon!" as if witnessing
a newborn's head cresting
from the tight, dark groin
of the underworld,
as if this planet
with all its silence
and poverty
could be saved
by a floating pearl.
And that missing, unseen,
round bodied shadow
we recognize as self
with its secret jealousy
of unobstructed light
keeps faithfully spinning
beneath our insensible feet.
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