Earth-Moon

Once upon a time there was a

He was walking

He met the full burning

Rolling slowly twoards

Crushing the stones and houses by the wayside.

She shut his eyes from the glare.

He drew his

And stabbed and stabbed and stabbed.

The cry that quit the moon's

Circled the earth.

The moon shrank, like a punctured airship,

Shrank, shrank, smaller, smaller,

Till it was

But a silk handkerchief, torn,

And wet as tears.

The person picked it up.

He walked

Into moonless

Carrying his strange trophy.