Night fell around me
like a wounded animal
in a garden of statues
closing their eyes,
not dreaming,

they are blinded
by the moon
as it cruised by
like a ghost ship,
or a sack of ashes,

the only sound
the quiet humming
of sleeping souls

and a shovel
clearing ground
for digging
the deepest dark hole.

"...a black woman
in a white house
built by slaves..."

i.
your hand on my elbow,
shoulder, wrist, and i
pretend not to
notice

ii.
you sing quietly on the
way home, like maybe i won't
hear you but
i always do

iii.
call me doll, and that's
okay,
i can be yours to
play with

iv.
we smoke together for the
first time, and you blow
rings, and i dance
for you

v.
chew me up, spit me
out, it's fine just as long as you
don't watch me clean my
messes

vi.
you mention your girlfriend's
name and i
crumble

Do we as human beings
Truly know what love is?
We sit and wait in the shadows
While longing for the smell
Of rain to return

We consider thoroughly
And think fully or deeply about
The origins of creation
Before contemplating the stars and moon

When we were  children
The silence of empty rooms
Was once enjoyed of us all
How time flies when sunflowers
Catch the moon rays

Again and again
We have thought
Of this several times
Again and again
We have walked
In the moon light
Again and again
A thousand times