lunar landing trips deep mystery
Metaphor had its way,
long before the moon signed
the second moored
on Manhattan’s West Side.
To set foot on that night,
a big white platter
hung
over 46th Street demons
which seem to suffer
through future melancholy
to fascinate him.
Dark glasses.
Uncertain.
40th Anniversary of Fame
She took her moonward memories
of more missions.
---penny-bright---
His mother’s maiden flew the ships beyond.
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