Cold like the moon

this skimmed-milk faith
glowing a bit, a movie-god’s halo
(but blue-white, LED, not incandescent)
trembling near nightfall
under sudden river-ice

*

and the reason we want a plot
a cheer-heart resolution
to this hapless wandering
(eat, sleep, cry)—who is writing
your story with its cast of millions
cross-referenced, pronunciation guide
at the end?

*

when we stood, this close
to touching a beauty hauled round
up-horizon, the glow you would know
for all its pits and crags
until you woke again
and lost it

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11 thoughts on “Cold like the moon

  1. I took the liberty of beginning each stanza with the title. They all pulled together so beautifully. A lot to like here, but ‘skimmed-milk faith’ offers so many different cynical opportunities! All very nice.

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