I walked in shadows hiding from the moon
sat by the lake and shared my tears.
Together our waters glistened, bathed in dim light,
until the rising sun dried us
into barren salty reflections.
A fog rose
and our grief covered the dawn.
It's dew rested upon our cratered bed,
the blades of grass, the boughs of trees,
the nests of robins, the laughter of children.
In the distance mountains became shadows
and all I was able to see
was the lifelessness of our bellies.
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