100 words about the moon

The moon she just sits there idling this ridiculous night
I sit here idling too, my night isn't less ridiculous
We two in a staredown, hers benevolent but mine malevolent
I got a grudge and my liver's taken enough chewing
See it's all about femininity, about women's ways and meanings
Everything's a boy but the moon and the damn sea
Ain't no sea round here, who else can I blame?
Gotta be that menstrual circler full of herself up there
Checking me out but everyone else too, mooning us all
She disdains my our love every quarter half gibbous bit