that, freezing over the boiling half,
is our wax and wane
(gibbous?)
sometimes as close as it gets (perigee syzygy?)
but mostly not
Moon (the largest in the solar system in relation to its host planet)
is named for what it is to us
And our planet is named after all that stuff on the ground
All the other planets named after the old gods
That nobody worships anymore
Whatever wars were fought in their name
Never mattered to them
When the weapons fall and the wounds close
Or not
They all float on
Scar tissue is an active process
Without our vitamins, we might unzip
Without our moon, what comes undone?
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