Thanks to everyone who played this dark round of Everyone’s Favorite Online Collaborative Poetry Game™, Exquisite Corpse: 
Ed (darkphuque), Jim (tbone(1961), liquid_wayno, Charlie(bearnj), Mr. Dre(amm_ryter), wet_in_sf, bobobear12.
Drops of water gather
in the basin at my feet.
Soon to wash away the aches
and pains of the day.
Silent tears falling,
always bittersweet.
The son of a half-moon prayer,
kneeling towards the sun
The heart has its reasons,
of which reason knows nothing
Hidden among the soul’s arrivals and departures
Like the reflections of another life in my eyes
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