~ CLOTHING THE NAKED EYE ~
william pauley III
“The night tastes like electricity,” she said,
then went inside to brush her teeth.
He looked up at the moon,
installed wires into it,
and flipped the switch.
She said she loved a full moon,
so he gave it to her.
She didn’t even bother to look at the gift.
She’d be giving up soon.
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