The stars spark
The new moon’s bitten
Old dogs bark
Where the heart’s hidden
The moon’s topped the hill
Your truck’s in the lot
I may lack the will
To test this new start
You’re free to love
What I would forget
The coy moon above
Sends false regrets
I shrink to nothing
Looking at you
Explode into shouting
When the moon flies to view
What must be forgotten
May not be forgiven
What’s most misbegotten
Leaves all of us rotten
The lot’s emptied out
The moon starts to wane
My life’s gone about
Your turn, again