8

Lavender for sleep
rosemary for regret—
that’s not right

No one interrupted
your thought—
you weren’t thinking

In the moon’s mind
the earth suffers—
a rain of bombs

night after night
It’s difficult to witness—
the pocked surface

& slick serpents
of dark smoke—
but in the silence

of space
the moon knows—
it’s worse

on the surface
The moon’s
been there

unseen
so many nights
so many times