Liquid Pebbles

Last night,

I touched the shadow

ahead of me, and now

Only the stars may cry

and judge my loss of light;

Only the tears shed by the moon

were once this unwanted too,

or, much rather, denied.

Perilous waters,

those from the eyes, and how

They blink on my cheeks

in the sarcastic moonlight;

Tiny, unfailing deaths, like liquid

pebbles shed by a cliff;

Unnoticed, too, while falling

into the ocean’s dense depths.

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