Moon,
Man in the
Last
night two contrails crossed and circled the moon.
She
was framed
by
silver smoke,
day
old nick in her
bottom. Had a man
in her. Imagine it,
what people thought!
Someone
told me he sleeps here cheap.
Motel
by the DQ.
Day
sleeper, sign
on
the door. They let
him.
They got geraniums
in
window boxes, salmon
pink
blooms, which comfort him.
