May 2016
all
of the night sky
glares
at you --
& the moonlight
comes down
onto that feathery
pale warmth.
The color
it enters
& smacks me whole
this to be my undoing?
My meager talk,
unknown
to time
of the night sky
glares
at you --
& the moonlight
comes down
onto that feathery
pale warmth.
The color
it enters
& smacks me whole
this to be my undoing?
My meager talk,
unknown
to time
