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Everyone Leaves for the Moon

Courtenay Schembri Gray
Nov 30, 2023
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In fourteen seconds, everyone leaves for the moon.

The best lover doesn’t need cigarettes.

 

Look back; the steam on the mirror is a hopeless home.

The Ferris Wheel sees the world with his hands in the sand.

 

On all streets, every street, all the time.

In the dark, a moody Debussy draws a heart on a dead boy.

 


By Courtenay Schembri Gray



Source: [1969, Birthday in Palm Springs, The Last Luxury, JFK, Jr., Lines for People After the Party & Together and by Ourselves by Alex Dimitrov.]



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