A Poem About The Super Blood Moon… I Think

I started this last night, then finished it just now.
It didn’t take up much time; I was too tired to finish it and then started again a few minutes ago.

I think some of this is alright. I was too limiting with line length though, which led to something rather uneven.

I hope you enjoy.

A cold night
With clear skies
Appears still
And wholly formed

The satellite rises
On its path
And slowly
Disappears

Consumed it is
By stretched shadow
Yet it retains
Visibility

Rather than fade
The satellite
Takes on new light
Bathed in blood

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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