Moon Tender
moon in holey slippers
barely forced in
this foggy gold; coins on my face
~~~~
my engraved jewel —
I pull a woman's skin
over a little sleeping girl
~~~~
bed warmth fades; so turn it over —
covered like the dark~
side of the moon.
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