nothing is more sad than a waning moon

nothing is more sad than a waning moon by Sirka Elspass (transl. Anne-Sophie Balzer) nothing is more sad than a waning moon in dwindling candle light you write this to have a body means tremendous responsibility and no one is born knowing how it works   but someone has hung a flyer on the crescent  people are being sought after cats went missing if the apple is the embrace i am the worm  eating it away Poetry Home Art by Mickey Haist Jr.