the Moon lies
in some galactic gutter
off his face on space junk
leaving all the lights on
so many colours, constellations confused
by brilliance of the luminous clutter
and you here, warm, safe, sound asleep
to the universal song and dance
of the stars going loopy
given their chance
~
CLP 09/06/2021
Journey of Words 
Sublime writing!!
‘the Moon lies
in some galactic gutter
off his face on space junk’
– the best lines I’ve read for sometime!
Fantastically gritting imagery š¤š¤š¤
*gritty even š¤