Big Fat Moon
High twi-light. Moon and sun facing off on the east and west. I can hear Ennio Morricone, whistling. The moon wins.
The biggest, fattest, fullest, shiniest moon.
Tonight I’m doing poetry.
I’m thankful.
High twi-light. Moon and sun facing off on the east and west. I can hear Ennio Morricone, whistling. The moon wins.
The biggest, fattest, fullest, shiniest moon.
Tonight I’m doing poetry.
I’m thankful.
November 6, 2006 at 12:27 am
gorgeous! i like morricone too
November 6, 2006 at 6:07 am
Yes, Morricone works for a lot of scenes in my life. Gives it that little edge of diva drama.