MOONSTROKE

I broke my heart
Against a sun-kissed wall
On a hapless yester day
With the unrelenting force
Of a sulphuric misconcept
That eddied along the way.

The beater shattered
Into a myriad flakes
And all the pieces
Cracked into division.

Though time has seen
The faces of many dreams
And to me it has shown
The ethereal pleasures
Of flashy thrones.

I never could find
All my scattered pieces
And so I couldn't leave
This wall where the rupture
Is now but a ghost
That haunts the absent
Spaces of my repaired heart
Especially, on a full moon.

-K.G.