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Ash Wednesday: Moon Eyes.

3/23/2022

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​Written By: Ash Catcher 


The Moon puts on an elegant show, different every time in shape, color, and nuance. 
-Arthur Smith
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I took a moment last week to appreciate
One of the biggest full moons I have seen to date. 
Forgot for a split second how much that cosmic rock dictates my life. 
There are days that aren’t so bad, those times only hurt like a butter knife. 

But as the tides sway back and forth. 
My mood heightens, and all I want is to get back to Earth. 
It's all about position, and my conjunction to the moon. 
But guess once reality comes back, and we establish a timeline I am stuck on Boone. 

Getting restless in search of something new. 
Certainly my next chapter in life deserves a different kinda view. 
Maybe more sunny, or dry. 
Much more rocky, I need a better place to hide. 

These days change just like the lunar cycles. 
And I know I am being a bit dramatic, but I think I’ve lost some vitals. 
Information that I am tired of hiding I know. 
Pretending all is well, and that eventually this can all plateau. 

Maybe she is hollow, maybe she really has become aerated over time. 
What If I am not really filled with cheese like they say, what if I have been reduced to limes. 
Sour taste left in your mouth, but I have adapted to the rind. 
It would be a terrible place to relocate all of humankind. 

But pull me in any direction and I am bound to go along with it, at least for a little while. 
Cosmic crap thrown my way, I hear it is in style to be hostile. 
Violating all  human reason, this stuff when you think about it makes next to no sense. 
I really wanna know what NASA found down there, to pull out all the defenses. 

Man, I haven't stopped looking up tonight. 
It's a different kinda feeling, trying to fake it in the daylight. 
Lunar loonies, kinda wacky, nothing normal comes out at night anymore. 
Freakin dying for a real day off and a trip to the shore. 



-Ash ​
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