February 2012
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Luna
Out for a stroll in the middle of the night.
I follow the light, I follow the light…
I pass a stranger on my way..
Gazes gazing, piercing away, jabbing away, shanks deep in the pale moonlight.
With mixed emotions and mixed intentions, he points the other way.
Caution in his muscles. Caution in his bones.
King of confidence, fool of consequence, I continue on alone.
Walking felt...