MoonsA Poem by Davidgeo.
Penelope
the wife of Odysseus a scar upon titan the largest of all satellites we thought the queen of Ithaca the daughter of Icarus was unmatched until we measured all the gods upon our sky before the stars that we could see saying plain there is no question you have answers to our flaws... there is only light painting rocks in the very, very dark a war against our time between a purpose beyond our time and your eternity where nothing becomes everything just a scar upon rocks flawed closer, to god
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