The Moon is a Yo-Yo

The moon is a yo-yo,

and god holds the string.

After a night of drinking,

I can see the thing spin,

tricks in the dark

with a flick of the wrist.

A sleeper waiting for the pick.

A Cat in the cradle,

spool of fate,

relying on gravity to

perfectly time each trick.

Slipknot forms a ring.

We have an eternity to make

this combo stick.

Β© 2022 |Β K.Hartless


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