I think of you (by you i mean possibly anybody
and everybody that i have ever met)
I think of you not here with me but
Someplace else busy with you own life as i stare
at this quiet moon

When i look at this moon
i think of all possible moons
I think of all possible landscapes and all possible
conversations and all possible lives and all
possible passings of those lives and in those lives

In silence
and in wonder
i look at this moon and think
(of all possible you’s)
with a sheepherder curiosity

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