same old, same old

the other night
I got the moon mad
for telling her tales
she thought impossible

she called me crazy
scolded me for being unreal
then hid behind the clouds

awake I welcomed dawn
my dream keeping me company

what else is new

~~~

For December prompts, ‘and as the moon exploded’.

© annie scribes 2018
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