THE SMUDGED MOON RIDES
THE SMUDGED MOON RIDES Boy saw the moon saw the moon saw boy. Boy in the moon in the moon in boy. "The moon, the moon is smudged" he said, "oh why"?. and I, navigator, smelled the smoky air and knew its purple trail across the sky. From gathering dark the smudged moon rides. His blurred face wavers... Sign in to see full entry.