Mother Moon

[Homicidalheathen]

Mother Moon.

She,

Smiling...

Like a proud,

yet worrisome mother...

Of the world.

I look at

you...

Tonight

with your

ring of silver...

and think of

him

far away.

And you,

mother

look at the same moon

Maiden

Crone.

And wonder,

Where I am?

this

late summers eve

Soon

I will be ready,

to let go.