The Microphones

Moon Moon

The Microphones


I got pulled out by the tide
and I found myself inside
a blanket on the dune
with a balled up magnetic moon.

Waves crashing at my feet,
I stood up to breath in heat.
'I called you out to see'
I saw deeper into me.

But where did I drift to?
The current pulled you two.
We floated fast and through.
Where am I?

We floated fast and through.
The tide left us on a dune.
I got dug up next to you.

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