Super Blood Wolf Moon Total Eclipse

Pamela Allen Brown

Tonight, Dead Mother is large and bright.

Look up to find her face,

Black & Blue on Grey & White.

Cold as wolf-tit in winter. Wait.

Tonight, Orange is moon.

Blood-orange moon. Blood mother.

And every wolf is Super

Wolf. Closer than comfort.

Tonight, Orange is not the only fruit.

Tonight all blood is Super Blood.

Every moon hunts lunatics.

Everything is closer than comfort.

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