Sunday, 7 June 2015

Hunting The Moon : Day 11 #100daysofwriting

I climbed out of the window
to hunt the moon

hood up
hands tucked
into the hoody
that smells of you
toes curl
in new cowboy boots

I climbed out of the window
to hunt the moon

the Khoi believe
Sun hacks away at Moon
leaving just His backbone
Moon is reborn tonight
I am reborn tonight

I climbed out of the window
to find my way

face up
knees tucked
into the hoody
that smells of us
toes tap
in new cowboy boots

I climbed out of the window
to find my way

the Khoi believe
Girl threw ashes to heaven
creating the Milky Way
stars show the way
I see the way

I climbed out of the window
to hunt the moon

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