In the beginning
The first man stood in the heavens.
On the bones of his ancestors
Lucifer fell
angels hurled mountains of cheese
A giant leap
The rind of the moon makes pungent stock.
The necklace of the moon wins suitors.
The gown of the moon frustrates fathers.
The howl of the moon is the wild call.
The moon sees the one I love.
There's a rabbit in it, and a man, and a spider.
the celestial choir
and the whirling dust and the planetary punctuation,
is loved,
has been loved,
will be loved
in the disparation.
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