goddess moon
shivering naked
streetcorner madonna
in dark cresent
nights of
winddriven
ridge peaks
her icey despair
peers sadly down
on lonelyman
old and forgotten
as he remembers,
tan pony tailed
tank top
peddle pusher delight...
his shirt stilltucked
neatly into
smartphoned belt
of obedience
his proud steps
mere seconds
from a grave of forgotten
memories
lost chances
and
broken moments
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