Moon

She pants, she takes
Can’t you breathe?
She wipes the dust off her eyes

All I can see is her mouth

Is anybody out there?

She weeps
Her sweet sting
It’s craving
It’s urgent
It’s drowning
It’s a quilt

Is anybody out there?

She rains down perpetually
It overflows, it sinks
It drips in staining ink
On streets, in clothes
She leaps, she limps

Blue shift herbivore
The diffidence pacifier
She pushes me off
It’s cold by the fire