JB (2/1/'41 / Hobart. Tasmania. Australia)

Lately The Moon

Lately the moon travels with Venus
The night sky opens with a whoosh
like a clerical umbrella
of strategically placed stars.
Fulgent light enters - a camera snaps
Time breaks free from clocks.
Ticked, marked, it swirls and convolutes
Easily I mistake it for heaven
without fear of gods in raging chariots.

I swallow the moon
Venus slips down my my throat

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