songs addressed to the moon
remember, a spiral looks identical from each end
brighttailed and bushyeyed
a mourning dove or a
hovering goblin
that’s what you get
in the moebius strip
quingdom come
and a flat affect
karma’s a witty bitch
new love I call your name
a cartographer
foretold it
the wolves are ever circling, my darling
you just gotta know
when to toss them the meat
‘try’ implies there is some latitude
in the outcome
as I arose from the bath
the one about to cross over
appears in the mirror
a dead auntie
come to give me relationship advice
someone in a bowtie
accused the Queen of fisting a swan
merry merry dictum domine
I held up the sky for her
dancing lions and singing mormons
a spiral looks the same from both ends
you could trade hats w/ a bear
if I’d been wrong
a cartographer fortold it
drank silver liquid from the moon’s
crescent cup, slipped out
under cover of evening
‘I broke up w/ the man in the moon
last night’ came on the radio
out of sorts
misheard as out of sauce
eat the dots
dodge the ghosts
they are the monkeys
we grind the organ
I wd lie down in a ditch for them
I’m a person who doesn’t conceal
their enthusiasm for things
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Author photo by Ryan Collerd
