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Pieces of the Moon
As I venture where no man can find me
The eye of the city steadily fades.
Past the icy wood my soul is set free
As I reach a place where starlight cascades.
The glint as it greets me cradles a tear,
Aware so it seems of my age-old plight.
Galileo surely felt small from here
And on that score our minds have met tonight.
I’m safe at last in this sanctified space
Where bittersweet madness can’t overtake,
Yet still I know no solace can erase
The simple fact of my humdrum heartbreak.
Silly fool! All this time and you’ve no clue
I’d have claimed pieces of the moon for you.
