Poem- “Everything”

“Everything”

Does the moon give us cancer?

We rest at night close to open seas.

Two angels may rest along these shoulders.

A path is founded on each shoulder under lower eclipses.

Clouds drift apart from the storm in thundering mass of dispute.

Light reaches our feeling, touch, and romance.

I have a good sense of this idea without knowing it.

More planets rise and fall in their orbits near changing looks within stars.

Eternal heats chill into mortal strands, across flying globes of distant shadows.

Should the moon watch over us during a questionable sleep?

Plenty of moisture fills the tank: air, wind, and water.

Guys drink water and go to bed- it’s that early morning routine.

Darkness consumes the beast in our constellations.

Nothing pours the void where everything goes away from it.

Humanity is thin where luxury can’t be accessed.

Our nutrition exists from within and without.

My skin feels wet from pollution outside in roaring sunshine.

Because, near the moon, I’m walking in another piece of light under her gaze.

Too many people overrate their dreams.

What we dream is actually prejudice since our eyes seek light after darkness.

Eyes get closed, we’re tossing and turning, and really there’s nothing there.

And, from what I see cancer isn’t always cancer.

Little things surround us from not surrounding the big picture.

Just existence itself becomes cancer to the mind.

Hair, skin, and nails get covered in our tree of life.

Blood isn’t blood, water isn’t water, light isn’t light, dark isn’t dark.

Cancer is a disproving revolution of time.

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