Category: hello, moon

the outline is not gonna help
moon. due to a short attention…
hey, is that Jane?

If the Moon Wrote and Ode to Your Toes

…this is an ode to your toes.
and the way they turn cold nights to cozy.

they run here and there,
always ready in pairs
to jump rope and kick box and
sneak up the stairs.

they chase after the best
but we all need a rest, and you know in the end
no one’s fooled.
by the tickles and giggles and freedom
to wiggle past situations and questions
and rules.

in this game, that’s just
how it goes:

your toes.

the tops of the coal cars are frosty
moon. we thought it was Spring but we
spoke too soon.

Lucky Charm treats in a cereal box
moon. no match for the luck
of a sky fulla you.

can’t say no to a handlebar mustache
moon. (just kidding)
(really)

(Jane would never approve…)

this workout’ll pay off in the long run
moon. in the short run
Jim might havta throw up soon.

(we told him not to lift so much)
(he still hadta try showin off…)

didn’t mean to throw out the cooler
moon. it slipped into the trash with a bing–
bang–boom–bash.

(then Jim ended up in there too)

went out for a run with our shadows
moon. and our shadows ran home
but we’re stickin with you.

(much more fun waitin up)
(for the sun)