never cross the moon 

it will not work out

praying and bathing and

worship and shit

that won’t get you moon cred

think:

hello moon how are you doing

put your hand out

don’t expect moon to take it

there are no hands

you knew I would say that

 

never cross the moon

benevolent sod

kneeling and swaying and

chanting out loud

the things that you miss most

think:

hello moon not planet nor star

you rise you fall

to yourself she’s indebted

she has no plan

you knew I would say that

 

never cross the moon

handsome lunarettes

marching and twirling and

placing small bets

whatever you ghost now

think:

wake up moon I know who you are

she kneads the call

like the dough she’s regretted

she’s lousy with plan

you knew I would say that

 

never cross the moon

wearing sensible shoes