moon mall.moon trills.moon pills.moon fall.

sail to the moon. in the arks. perched high and hard against the silk screen sky. the starry dots are painted on. painted by legends who have painted on earth. passed on somewhere. in the void. making this all up here. in this moment. a pipe dream. considering that one of the here has left. without a phone call. a connection. this lack of substance is biting at my veins. aorta crumbling. don't want to say a word. a word i know will again make me ache. into the moon mall. is there therapy here? can i take rest? lick my wounds? get the salt out? the moon trills. its spineless laugh. have i become a joke? a mascot for humilation? just an old company mascot, maybe? take moon pills. will they soothe me into sweet sleep? do they work well? will they significantly risk my health? the moon falls. at this point there are no more questions to be asked. i just need to wake up.