half_moon picasso In heaven is a half moon and here I am a half a man. What half lack I, I beg to know. That half in you, that half I gave and helped to grow. The perfect child of our soul, love was her name, but a heavy burden, a crying shame. The new moon waxed pregnant with silv'ry gleam, my heart burst asunder under a pressurised dream. I dreamed a dream of give and take, but found half moon in the sky, half drowned in the lake. 051110 ... raze for once my calendar didn't lie to me. the ring of light that dimples my night is reaching for its missing piece, three weeks and change away from being whole. just like it says on the tin. 221002 what's it to you? who go blather from