Popcorn

I wish a lie was just another funny truth,

But it’s not,

The chains that tied it to the floor,

Left nothing but cankered knots,

And when the sailors hauled her up the side of the dock,

may, 
nearly beginning of summer

to celebrate, I wear fishnet tights with stars and moons,
a NASA t-shirt,
and a moon necklace

new season of summer, fast approaching