Moonlight Spy


If this blog were a pet, it surely would have passed on from lack of feeding. I can’t seem to find my way back on here.

The ideas begin to bubble, before quickly cooling.

There has been so much on my mind the last few weeks; so little of it can I make sense enough to put into words. Someone told me not too long ago: “Keep at it” in regards to this blog. I haven’t done a very good job at that. I always imagined this would be a place of catharsis, or renewal. Instead, it creates more tangled knots in my head as I search for things to write.

So I’ll just dip into the vault…



Bedtime visits
Remain my only solace
On these cold nights

Locked in your sanctuary
You wouldn’t dare
Show the world
Your face

You find it highly
To allow outsiders
A glimpse
Of what you hide
Behind that mask

So I sneak up
To your room
Each night
A moonlight spy if you will
In hopes that
One day
I’ll be visible

For a single moment



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