the night

the moon has drawn
your smile in the sky
but your eyes
are not in the stars
except perhaps
that tangled galaxy
yesterday by the bush track
roaming among dandelions 
such blue candour

but now
the night is piebald
inside two eyelids
are puddled mirages
ricocheting memory
your laughter
i wake rattled
dumped by shock waves
and you’re gone

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