pull out your Sonny boy M-Hohner
moon. and play somethin smitten and sassy
and blue.

she is not in the least minuscule nano-sized
negligible minimum itty-bit-piece-of-dust boy crazy
moon. whoever said that
wasn’t tellin the truth.

nightfall shouldn’t mean you can’t stay and play
moon. just light up this sage
and lead the way.

albino watermelon
moon. spit out the seeds and
plant you.

dear man
in the man-in-the-moon:

who do you tell when you rise, when you
fall? when you feel like a sliver…

who do you call? who do you tell about
day, about night? who do you ask if

it doesn’t feel right?

dear man in the
man-in-the-moon:

does the sun ever roll her hot eyes? and tell you
that quarters are lies? she is round, she is
round, she is

burning.

you.

down.

come back and play
again
some day.

I don’t wanna hold your hand right now
moon. I just wanna sit here
and smile at you.
(those braces really did the trick)

home is what home does. welcome
moon, welcome love, come on in–glad
you’re here.
cheers.

may we pretty-please get that phone number back
moon? someone musta been drinkin
when they gave it to you.

black velvet sky coats thoughts
of moon. next door kitten laps you up
till stars shine through.

(moon)

orange half-slice Ju Ju fruit
moon. roll you in sugar.  you’ll
stick to our teeth.

(lightning)

electric lightning in
the Western skies.
like a blanket you are
everywhere at once and       you are
nowhere.

covering our faces,
we remain
your captives.     you are
everywhere at once.
nowhere.

(wind)

in lieu of moon night wind
insists we bundle up. reconsiders
later, backing down
to coax
our secrets out.

peek-a-boo moon.
we still see you.
shining through the August
leaves.

some things are just not the right fit
moon. grab a leg of these jeans
and pull.

orange circus peanut candy
moon. hide you inside my new kazoo.
(eat you up later)

g’nite moon. nap-time stars.
(shhh…let’s sneak out and go play the jars)
(and come pick us up)
(Jim can’t walk that far)