An Allowance of Thistle Moon

What if it was just
The two of us

You by the window

Me across from you

There is nothing man-made 
About the sun


There are angels in
Our blood

On chaos

Without saying 
A word 


One could
Hold one’s breath
Till their hands taste
The moon’s dust
Share between us 
The few bent
Coins of wayward vending

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