Afternoon Moon

For me, it is as though at every moment the world had completely lost its actuality. As though there was nothing there; as though there were no foundations for anything or as though it escaped us. Only one thing, however, is vividly present: the constant tearing of the veil of appearances; the constant destruction of everything in construction. Nothing holds together, everything falls apart.                - Eugene Ionesco

Afternoon moon Burns high in the sky Brighter than I've seen before It beckons me to follow it to the night its true domain I cast off the sun and run but turn and look again The moon is new I am alone