The Moon is the promise of the Sun

Fear not, tomorrow will come

Look at its astonished face

Locked in place

To think it cannot look away

Not once

Forgive us

Some things

Are unspeakable

Even in reflection

I bathed in moonbeams last night

Showered in its fulgent light

A man shaped moonflower

Stared up from out

This deep dark well

Struck dumb in ignorance

As weightless wisdom

Irradiated my marrow

Like x-rays

(I’m bones
Dem bones, dry bones)

I was rendered transparent

Stupefied by starlight

That sees through everything