238/365

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.

238/365

226/365

(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.

226/365