Path of totality
The moon’s
An ancient blade stone
Skipped slant
On the lake of the sun
Slipping between waves
This radiant disappearance
At the optometrist’s
a temporary blinding
In exchange for
a clear future.
“Is this better, or this?”
But really it’s just shadow
Burning at the edges
The light, an irrepressible rumour
If you heard the whole truth
Blazing from that mouth hole
You’d burst into flames
Path of totality
annaquon 
This is wonderful. I love how you can write things that sound incredible both ways. Plus I love anything about the moon !