Category: hello, moon

too many bikes for the fire code
moon. gonna air up the tires.
pedal madly toward you.

he came by the honesty honestly
moon. and that’s why he smokes.
cigars.

not far enough to be serious
moon. too close to make a fair call.
we think it’s best
if you just send a text.
and wave from the end of the hall.

please take your handshake and
vacate. and please take your arm
and scram. and please take your stare and go
somewhere. and roll up your sleeves
and leave.

please button your shirt and
skip dessert. and lace up your shoes
and vamoose. put on your hat and giddy-up
scat. and make like a train’s
caboose.

please give a wave and
be on your way. please
blink your good eye
goodbye. and please shake a leg
with intention to vanish. or we’ll ask to have you
banished.

(and no, silly moon)
(this is not about you)

we wanna come up
moon. we don’t care how.
we wanna come up. and forget
comin down.

whaddaya see in the last frame
moon? when the ending
comes too soon? whaddaya do when the credits roll
and there’s nobody left but you?

whoddaya tell when the lights come up
and there’s popcorn all over the floor?
and whocouldda guessed the movies we watch
would leave us wanting more?

the stragglers are still walkin home
moon. with funny things
to say. seems like the night
turns everything right after
upside-down left-over days.

kinda like you the way that you are
moon. seal you up in a jar and
pickle you.

you keep talkin about a bear hug
moon. but it might be a trick.
to catch us for food…

you know we could keep on walkin
moon. into the river.
and out past the woods.