Moonset
Moonset
Blind Man at the Gate
Last night I watched the moonset
From where I sat
It was half past eleven
Between Longs and Ypsilon
There I sat
With the moonset
In the enfolding dark
Growing colder
Knowing
I’m growing older
And time flies
But still I sat
Long past midnight
Under Rocky Mountain skies
Until the stars came out
I saw the Big Dipper
And the Milky Way smear
Seven meteorites
And one satellite
I hope it wasn’t inflicting cable news
On God’s good earth
BREAKING NEWS
Theater shootings are a thing now
When I was a kid we saw shoot ‘em up Westerns in theaters
But they don’t make imposters like John Wayne anymore
(T-Bone Burnett said that)
Now we have real shoot ‘em ups
In…
Theaters
Schools
Malls
Churches
Anywhere
Because Americans have a right
To act like John Wayne
“Bang! Bang! You’re dead!”
But it makes me wonder
When will America grow up
And act like an adult?
I don’t know. . .
Then shooting star number seven
Calls me away from the madness here below
And I remember something about
Each night giving a little grace
To help wipe away the sins of the day
Time to sleep
And dream of peaceful things
The moon sets
The sun also rises
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