we howled like feral children
and the constructs of society
with our voices
were swept away with the wind.
in that moment we lost an element of civility
because civilisation is what keeps us all looking through the same window
forgetting to try and see
what might be on the other side.
That’s what that place did to us
that dark surface of the moon
overlooking immeasurable sparks and glimmers
mankind’s ominous mark
reminding us we’d have to return to
turning the wheels of the world
but for now
this place was ours
it enveloped us in its soft darkness
the scent of the earth’s hair
we nuzzled it with inquisitive minds.
as we walked through the entrails of this place,
we realised we had been here all along.
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