Tuesday, January 27, 2009

The Rising Moon is Sinking

A moon as red as the rich loam of the earth
The sailors had never seen a sight like this
Like a ball of lava rising up from the ocean floor
But instead of rising, it was sinking
As it sank, it hissed and steam rose up
As though from a hot pan placed in water
The end was coming; all could feel it
The sign of the moon surfaced in the sailors' minds
A picture like the one before them
The meaning of it was lost unto them
Until now, until this, until the falling of the moon from the sky
Until the sinking of the moon in the sea
Until the end of moonlight, forever.

1 comment:

Jeff said...

Wholly wootitude!

My favorite lines:

"The sign of the moon surfaced in the sailors' minds"

"Until the end of moonlight, forever."


(and that's without the similarly bogglesome graphic)