Thursday, September 24, 2009

Draft One: Penumbral Pretend

Sometimes, when the full moon
is just right I pretend
I am a werewolf who
is waiting for the sun.

Sometimes, when the sun is
just right, I pretend I
am a werewolf who is
waiting for the full moon.

Oooh, if I ever wrote a personal poem this is it.

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