Moonlight

Moonlight --

a light face deflowered

a shadow slant

showered 

with mellow moods.

 

Too many steps

after the stars studded themselves,

after the darkess swept into Night --

Ornament

O'er the rocking waves of the Sea

sighing after the working women

who shed pearl tears

to shell 

Beauties.

 

Etruscan:

down the airs flowed the words of the Goddesses,

robed like fluted columns

after many mouths had spoken,

after many words opened like shells opening Aphrodites,

after many waves had curled themselves into curses.

 

Moonlight --

a silent dream on the cradle of night,

a whisper call

lost on the trails of a falling star.

 

Artemis 

in a one button dress?

 

Once in the blue...

an opera singer hits the note

and the moon unravels

like a done...

 

Night climbs into lidded sleep

curls itself into a feline donut,

all its dark hairs falling,

tresses of dark matter,

mysterious whirlpools...

the sound of those who died long ago

who left

corpses

on the other side of Mind

to flood the world with signatures.

 

Moonlight --

a tuxedo blaring into song,

a stomach filled with so much charm

only condescends so far.