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The Betrayal Narrative

The Betrayal Narrative Graham Swanson to B. I – Storm Wayward Storm grunted under dim fluorescent lights. Blue glow from three monitors turn...

Tuesday, April 28, 2026

Moon Song

 Moon Song



I walk with you on the Moon

I want the clouds to touch it so that you will look more beauitiful in the light

I want it's palaces to envelpoe us so that we may live in this moment forever

I wish we could howl.

The night is haunted by a spectre called the Moon

It is a guardian that sheilds us from the flying stars sent by Mars to kill us

It is the walker of the ocean who pulls the tide by its leash 

It's not a planet, but a bell that used to be a part of the Earth 

It broke away to be the warden of its own worldspace.

Tyrants and the eternal kings have claimed it for themselves

It's love is equal to the stars

and greater than the Moon 

Its love is a gravity that pulls the moon like a silver wagon 

It's light is the surface compounded with mirror dust

It's craters are the ramps of a cosmic skatepark

It's gravity is soft like a basketball player in hangtime

Bring me there

Marshall Moon

You are the captain of the ship that drives the tide 

You are the love that unites the world

and fixes our eyes on your mightiest creation

I take my helmet off

It's cold leaves white scabs on my neck.

My lungs fill with black air.

The glass from the helmet breaks

and I crawl out from the manhole cover.

How nice it would be to be a face on the Moon

Or to find a new color

For us, let it not die forever. 

That moment we shared under the moon in a hostile land.

Starved, hunted, we were led by the hunter's light. 

A Full Moon.

 

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