a manic moon
she bleeds the night
jealous of the stars
that play hide and seek
too far to reach
from she
perched there
upon her hour glass
stones rise from shallow graves
chasing
chasing
no sandman in sight
stones laughing
chasing
chasing
perfect pitch
dead center
each one sticks
a manic moon
she bleeds the night
jealous of the stars
drunk on her light
