Moon Over Paris Once Again

(from the moon series)

The first time was all men
and this time the buildings
look pretty. We miss Spain
and we miss eating
late but we don't go to the graves.
Sure Jim is alright.
We fix ourselves to neighborhoods
and we learn by day three
you have to buy pastries early.
We see gargoyles perched above
the city on churches and we hear
whispers of love on the wind.
We see the ground so far below.
We know we're slowly falling
but we enjoy the height
while we can. We write in first
person plural as the narrative shifts
and we put up barriers
and we take down plastic fences
and shortly after, we have a city,
a city we have constructed,
a city made of memories
and likes and dislikes
and voids still unexplored.

Moon Over the Evolution of Diesel Gas Versus Regular Gas in America

(from the moon series)

There was no executive decision made.

Some muscle head likes a regular gas
Chevrolet and his friends follow

the trend. Pretty soon the rest
of the world produces special gas

for America and they drive on crutches
to their giant supermarket. Pretty

soon you can't find a start because
there wasn't one and there's no end

in sight. You can't put a cast on an arm
that no one thinks is broken. And

what if the analyst ins't a doctor but
a president? What if there isn't one

analyst but a collective group of thought?
The rest of the world sees the move

as political snobbery and America doesn't care.

Moon Over the Pooling of Thoughts

(from the moon series)

realizes,

after three days of being
with the sun, all thoughts
external, every moment
at a cafe shared, what
do you think of the coffee,
what should we do next,
all the chapels dual
experiences, tell me
how it is through your eyes,
tell me what you think, see, feel,

realizes,

sitting on a bus to the airport,
sleep is the only private
interval, seven hours sunk
into thick black dreams,
unremembered, like syrup
poured on your head,

realizes,

this is the fusion that starts
a future, the days of pouring
buckets in the pool, of testing
the tendrils of compatibility,
looks at the sun and enjoys
a thought kept from the pool,
kept to itself, smiles
in comfortable silence, winks
in recognition of progress.