Amorous animosity enlarged by

Pine trees, swaying and learning

To bend in the breezes


Gusts of kinship coming up

Against fireproof apartment doors


Climbing walls with radar, at night

To find the inert, inner chamber


The aorta — the head of heart’s co-

mmand. Communion with the solar

Panels that range from eco-friendly to

Derisive. 


Stickiness caught the fly on the wall

And opened a portion of you ear

To sweetness whispered far and near

Till God threw over his shoulder the ball


And you caught it. Along the wayside, 

Fall so you can pick up someone,

Or be picked up yourself at the mall. 


Won’t you pardon me, ya’ll? I was only

Trying to be here for all, while I saw what

You were going through and thought, damn,


Tis a pity to be where you are and unable

To leave. Tis sadder to have nowhere to go


Tis rough to have no talent, and tis quietly 

Worse to have one, as any do who can’t pass

The time that weighs on their hands. 


But once in a blue moon, all is worth the while.

But once in a while, all is worth the blue moon.


Space operations encircled the moon, 

Like a tomb. A search for treasure

As though within catacombs,


Light and airless like an Egyptian

hairless cat, worshipped as a goddess

For all its finery


Inside of me, a declaration of indecision

To reach for independence and find myself

Forgiven? 


Of all hours that pass, I like the ones with 

You best. But I can’t live on the moon, 

a sixth of my weight. 


What am I fighting, if not you?

The other five-sixths of my weight.


I sleep with a heaviness akin

to a weight. I awake to a moon waxing

towards its full place. Once it 


reaches completion, it can only

wane again. For mere moments

It’s seen as a whole, 


Then slowly engulfed in shadow, once more.


But once in a while, all is worth the blue moon.

But once in a blue moon, all is worth the while. 


I eat fruits of sadness, of the summer

I am lightened by its approach, turning 

Around and inside out the customary


Inquiries of iniquity. I don’t need to search for 

What I mean, it will make itself evident through

Action. Can I find it so hard,


Being here, that I must go? To visit he, the 

Blue moon and leave behind my home. 

Blue moon

I sat with an empty stomach and was
Approached by a girl with bread, selling
The ease of company and when I 

Compromise, I find in her eyes, the assuaged
Thankfulness I wish I wouldn’t have gratified.

But once in a blue moon, all is worth the while.
But once in a while, all is worth the blue moon.

I sleep with a heaviness akin
to a weight. I awake to a moon waxing
towards its full place. Once it 

reaches completion, it can only
wane again. For mere hours
It’s seen as a whole, 

Then slowly engulfed in shadow, once more.

But once in a while, all is worth the blue moon.
But once in a blue moon, all is worth the while. 

I eat fruits of summer
Sadness lightened by syrup
around the customary, seeds of

I don’t need, and 
What I mean, erupt into trees.
Can I find it,

here, that must go? visit he, the blue
moon, and leave my home. 

Once in a while it is worth the blue moon.
Once in a blue moon, it is worth the while.