good morning moon

the moon still shines
a thumbnail
cleanly cut
a banana hanging
from a celestial palm
it is defiant
forlorn
in a patch of
steely blue
ignoring the light
brightening the
pale horizon
as it stares through
the open blinds
bathed in happy whistles
as it slowly rises
from my view
as if to say
good morning from
the night spent
reading whitman after
sleep had its way
with me for
a couple hours
long enough to
tangle the sheets
not enough to halt
the yawning over
the concoction of
coffee flavored kisses
as i watch it fade
drifting higher
a crescent beacon
in encroaching yellow
it spins
and i spin
yet we have a moment
of geosynchronous
adoration before
going our separate ways

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