lah loone

O' voracious moon, you've swallowed the stars To veil them from sight Was your legerdemain worth the stardrop ulcers The leaking ichor from your pale, frail wrists The sea of tranquility, branded on your chest Is the guillotine calcified in my Soviet neck Cease my prying, I'll writhe before the sun The immolation of my mirror reflection O' moon you're full of bullet-holes, o' dimming moon Silent screams of agony, killed by the vacuum I'll write your happy ending: it's the least that I could do I'll save a moonrock on the shelf, in your memory O' voracious moon you've swallowed the stars To veil them from sight Bleed for me, drain the abscess from your conscience Ceres will weep for you --- lah loone - acarthrythcy