Crosshairs

      I appear in the crosshairs
      Of time and space
      --Just out of range--
      That look on my face.
5     The moon falls on its knees,
      Ineffable, frozen;
      In a sad pail of water
      Left out by the roses.

From the collection "Supposing Roses"

Written by Gregg Glory [Gregg G. Brown]

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