You taught me
about the waxing of the moon
the cycle it goes through to get full
About the weaning gibbous
and the third quarter
the crescent that weans
as the moon is getting smaller until
once again theres a new moon
Not even a sliver to be seen
there's nothing left
to light the sky
the moon is still there
but you can just not
see it with your eyes
You scribbled it down
on some pages
with the heading
for south of the equator
your writing is so messy
I hardly understand
it's lucky you drew
some amazing diagrams
And I don't even know
if what you wrote down was right
I guess that depends on
how much you had to drink that night
but one things for sure
I predict to be true
that every time
that I look at the moon
it will remind me of you
Man about the moon