Entry #28

I am the Moon
by Derec Jones


I am the moon. I have always been the moon. I will always be the moon. My heart beats with cool light. I move my thoughts over the blue emptiness. I vibrate with blue emotion.

There is no thing except the cool blue. There is no place except the cool blue. There is only the cool blue.

I am the moon. I do not feel. I do not see. I do not hear. I am the moon.

There is no thing. Nothing. I am the moon.

I am the blue moon. I am alone.

“Did you say something?”

“Did you say something?”

“Who are you?”

“Who are you?”

“Who am I?”

“Who am I?”

“I am the moon.”

“I am the moon.”

I am the blue moon.

I am alone.

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“The moon looks blue tonight.”

“No it doesn’t, it is white. The sky is blue”

“The sky has no colour. The moon has no colour”

“It’s the light from the sun. It has no light itself.”

“It’s late. It’s cold.”

“The moon affects the sea.”

“And me.”

“Everyone.”

“Always.”

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“Take my hand, it’s dark.”

“Your hand is cold.”

“Warm enough. You are not alone.”

“I love you.”

“I love you.”

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“It’s a beautiful night.”

“A beautiful sight.”

“A beautiful light.”

“Let’s go home.”

“Goodnight moon.”

“Goodnight moon.”

“Take my hand.”

“I love you.”

“I love you.”

“Let’s go home.”

“You are with me now.”

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I am the moon. I am the blue moon. I am alone.