Crescent Moon

from Altar Boy by Pious Youth

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Her skin is pale.
Nails painted.
Your arms are weak.
Looking at her.
Your stomach it churns
and your knees are weak
But how could you want more?

How could I stare at the crescent moon?

The getaway car that sits on the edge of town between the ferns and the evergreens.
The mannequin that peers through the window into your broken life.
Drowning in the cold consumerist eggshell white.
Like a saint to the weak.
Like a pulpit.
On their knees.

How could I stare at the crescent moon?

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from Altar Boy, released November 21, 2016

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