April showers bring May flowers,
Chant the crickets in the budding spring,
But when the night becomes
In this fifth month
The black, empty canvas is brightened-
By the Awakening Moon.
It ignites the sky
Shooting glances at Virgo and Saturn.
This Flower Moon willows its petals towards the heavens;
It is the Seed Moon that grows into fragrant ciaos-
A world of Ginsberg- of lies, horrors, and tragedy-
This full moon relics in the misfortune of its subjects.
April moon awakens the demon in all of us,
As it shines, shines, shines, in the