The Moon is Silent

The Moon is Silent

The moon wasn’t full

but was close enough

to fake it

and I slouched along below

wondering why

it kept following me

Then I knew

“Aha! It must be

my poems! The moon is a fan.”

Then I asked it,

because I figured

the moon might know,

“What’s the point

of writing poems, moon?”

“There is no point,”

said the moon,

“they are only something

you’ll leave behind

along with bones.”

Jon Bennett

Jon Bennett has credits in Punk Noir Magazine, Horror Sleaze Trash, Bold Monkey and I'm forthcoming in South Florida Poetry Journal.  Jon Bennett writes and plays music in San Francisco's Tenderloin neighborhood. You can find more of his work on Pandora, Spotify and other music streaming sites. To find his most recent publications connect with him on Facebook at link:

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