The Pen and the Moon

The Pen and the Moon

I’ve misplaced the pen.
The one I keep by my bedside.
It seems I hadn’t much
to write or unhide.

I was beginning to wonder
if I was drying up.
Too much business;
More « flatfoot », less « giddyup ».

But I think I’ll be OK.
Zero killed (just a few flesh wounds).
I just need the patience
Of many cool, cool moons.

– Pavaka Ritchot.


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