Anxiety swished through the moon,
Jostling the still water with the loon!
Similarity was desired for the pawn,
A day's life lingered in conservatism,
But now it was gone!

The moon laughed in a hysterical kaleidoscope,
The touch flowed through me inspired by the hope,
The heat and love torched the lines drawn,
The reality didn't matter,
For now it was gone!

The moon dropped in the night's sky,
Enforcers found the cargo standing by,
The conviction wooed the law makers,
The pills made me a con,
The concrete walls constructed by those Quakers,
And now it was gone!

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