Sometimes You Just Need to Shut Off the Moon

The anonymity of the Internet

lends itself to random encounters

on Monday nights at the bar,

and, serendipitous

as they may seem,

only one side of the story

is known. Sometimes, exactly

what you’re looking for

is what the other is not

and the easiest response

is to withdraw, shut off

the moon from the switch

under the bed, carelessly,

recklessly, and utterly

in healing to the hole in your heart. 

We are two virtual ships passing

in the digital night, and the ghost

of your desires once filled my sails.