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Foster Cameron Hunter Reads Mike Jewett

Blue Moon Over 7-11

A full moon glows high over 7-11
Pork rinds, candy bars, and wrinkled hot dogs
Wait inside, and craters wait above
White Lines by Grandmaster Melle Mel stuck in my head
(Get higher baby)

I drop two Milky Way Midnights into my gullet
And rush home, recalling how I used to take my son
Out at night, before bed, nestled in my arms, and have him say
Goodnight to the moon, to luna.
We peer at her through binoculars
On dewy grass.
(Get higher baby)

Selenic orb peeking back,
Awaiting its goodnights,
We bid adieu
Then we read Shel Silverstein, and
Morpheus and Hypnos pulls him
Into the world of sleep.
(Get higher baby)

(Rang dang diggedy dang di-dang)
Catching the moon’s reflection
Off of a silvered window,
I’m reminded of the simple pleasures
Awash in reigniting tradition-
This only happens once in a blue moon.

Courtesy Hunter House Produksions

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