You Say the Moon Woke You this Morning // for A.M.
Someone said the moon woke them this morning or
in the center of the night like an emergency flare
roadside or the gash of a libyan bomb
yellow white midst darkness. In darkness there is
no darkness there are gradations of light
filtered in. It is a full moon captured by photographers
to fill the Smithsonian walls the Louvre
we will stay up tonight to watch its calm.
We will stay up tonight like a family moving into
a new house a new life a new collage
of things. In the sewingbox I have wooden spools
& have threads entangled I have a heart of muscle & blood.
Just in case. Open my chest
& suture the moon there where the anaconda twisted
& thrashed. Open my chest & suture the moon
a transplant of light midst darkness.
