Sky Sliver Waiting

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Shadow that wily moon.
Let’s find a way to make her
swoon to something
besides
this scattered sky,
these changing tides.

She needs a good spanking,
really. A hankering for something other
than salt,
water;
the quiet waning of crescent,
the dust of stars.

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I’m hosting the (oops, early today, don’t ask) Quadrille prompt over at dVerse.
Come play!