CATCHING THE MOON
PLAYING THE FOOL
there is a bucket
with a hole in it
the shape and size
of the moon
i fished for that moon
in the well
and lost
my one hope
there is a heart
with a hole in it
whole and broke
and blood and stone
there is a hole
and the light
of the moon
bleeds out
there is a pin-hole
and the bucket drips
drips the last drop
no hope.
Manuela Cardiga
Published on September 16, 2016 12:21