Moonshine

I like to bathe in the hysterical moonshine, it elongates my capacity for life. Sometimes when the light hits the window, I can see why im here and not there. Once, I was just sitting and watching the world fall away beneath the moon, until only the waves and crisp yellow luminance remained.

I thought if I could swim like a whale, how many moons would I last? but the moon isn't a beacon. It doesn't admonish our dreams. It simply speaks of whats there, not here, our internal locality. All the same, the moon has a magnetism which defies logic, sometimes just looking up you can become absorbed in its radial glow and you feel like your getting closer, and prepare for impact, a melting togetherness...only to find your still entwined with the earth. Blinking you turn your back on the moon and continue your journey, to look back is to realise how small you are.