[Writingworkshop] The Moon Can Blow Me

[Neale Morison]

The Moon Can Blow Me

2008-12-14

I find it simply comical when people try to show me,
The evening star hung on a velvet sky,
These matters astronomical are very far below me,
I know a higher, brighter place to fly,
The dullest things in life are free,
The things that anyone can see,
The setting sun can never stun,
The dawn is just a yawn,
But you are a celestial sight,
Beside me in the early light,
For me that's when the morn is truly born,
As for the moon, the moon can blow me.

The moon can blow me, on any night,
The moon can blow me, that satellite,
The lunar landscape lacks a lot,
It's dry and dusty, cold or hot,
Unlike your warm and luscious form,
Voluptuous and soft it's not,

It spins around forever, as a body has to do,
Attracted as it must be to the center that is you,
It can't approach, or fly away,
Too pale and weak to face the day,
No wonder on occasion it's a tragic shade of blue,

The moon can blow me, for all I care,
The moon can blow me, and that's a dare,
The moon can kiss my sweet behind,
It don't make me no never mind,
Believe me, ask the folks that really know me,
The moon can blow me.

There's nothing in cosmology,
To equal your topology,
As for the moon, the moon can blow me.

-- 
Neale Morison
neale at nealemorison.com
http://www.nealemorison.com
35 Frazer St, Leichhardt NSW 2040
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