Sunday, November 25, 2012

Dark Side of the Moon








Imagine you have just now come in out of the cold
Out of the will breaking bone aching bitter cold
And the great big golden dog of a fire 
Is licking the frostbite from your fingers
Its warm breath on your cheeks 
Turning snowflakes into tears of relief

But now imagine the fire is no longer a fire
Now the fire is the sun
And outside it is not winter, outside it is 
The relentless emptiness of outer space
Vacuous, and black and utterly alone
And you are no longer you
No, now you are the moon
And now one side of you
The dark side of you
Your hidden side
Never, ever gets warm


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