it feels like
invisibility...

Moon,
watch over me...

would you do it
if I asked...

Is lithe and small
And not really...

I've got windblown hair
and you've got cloudy eyes...

I saw her across a
field of sun...

I sat
in the sun...

You told me again
and again...

If I could,
I would surgically remove you...

Perhaps today
will be inspiring...

I feel I am slipping away.
I fade...

I wonder if
just one...