The moon
consumes and
is eaten
fully by my eyes
Tag: moon
he tossed seeds
into rising night
I wore wishes in my heart
and kept stars in my apron.
Curled like a cat into soft things
Mischief glows green, eyeshine lowlights.
Warm milk and honey.
The moon like a hangnail,
flaring orange close to morning.
Road sounds, engines idling awake.
I tiptoe under starlight,
notations of the night.
Dark all around me,
worm moon spilling open.
A blink of red.
I bent.
Ring around the iris.
Leaning into night.
Eyes meeting eye.