Lines Written in Red, at the Lunar Eclipse

The moon is three-dimensional
A bloody pearl soot-covered,
My insides are flooded, I want to
Run to the bushes and fall on the sand
And cry out how I've hurt my love
And release that beast of feeling
Love's claws can make so cruel.
Then roaring rain, and heaven seems
So far away, until I find it, suddenly
Beneath my hand
As I touch my love's fingers
And the sorrow burns all the way through to bliss.

The blood we share
Seems more tragic when we
Can't connect
Like we've failed at
What we're born to,
As if there's no one waiting
To rectify our error,
Or worse, someone who is.