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The Moon Keeps It All For Herself

The stars roll on, throught the night, until dawn.
The moon keeps it all to herself, keeps it so dark.
The little radio brings news of the war, of aliens.
Then there’s music for lovers and no heart to dance.
 A voice of some woman, soft and dark and full of loss
tells of the changing fortunes, the burning cities, plains.
I make a goddess of that voice, the only sweet thing here.
I imagine kissing those lips, and starting over with her here.
 I was a wanderer when it began, I am quiet among the forest.
I wandered city to city, looking for peace, I find it my kind’s death.
The night soothes me, the stars are quiet, and so is my broken head.
I have a picture of a woman. I pretend it’s a wife killed by the flames.
 That woman comes on, in the darkest part, in the loss of all light.
She sings a worthless hymn, to a dream that drew blood from my tears.
It’s still beautiful, but I turn away from her, and wait for the endless life
that leaves me in the empty forest, a useless paradise where Adam eats nothing.
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Only Angels

The end of a cul-de-sac, end of the circle, end of the road.
Rundown house where once a family lived, trying to be happy.
I hide now in the basement, calling on the radio to my home on Mars.
Yard’s gone feral, the pavement broken. Only us strangers living here.
 My wife sits in the master bedroom on the second floor, Saturday Sunlight
shining through the thin curtains, making her flaxen hair shine like hot gold.
She was a fashion model before the war. She was a stranger then, a voice of death.
She sees the light of coming death in the bright spring day, winter laughing at us.
 The humans have fled from here. The world is disarray and mistrust. Blood is blood.
No signal to the commanders. We’re on our own. A strange world we take, because….?
I go to me my wife and we lay together on the bed, drunk on sunlight and warmth.
Our child is growing inside her. This is not our world. Or the humans. Only angels own it.