CHINA MOON

morning moon brother
bright sky eye lover
a
polished
smoke 
stained 
bulb
in the ether
throws
still shadows
of
broken shapes
up the dawn hill heather
trees
twisted
in silhouette 
like
ancient hands
pointing where-ever

somethings
different 
now
moon glows clever
with
a
visitor
cos theres a machine up there
thrown
up
by 
china