Setting sun on bathroom wall
Monday, March 2, 2015
Waxing moon slides silent across the navy-blue sky
Swallowing, digesting, spewing star debris
What does it wonder as it wanders ever west?
Does it notice us noticing it, or even care?
It may not be as lifeless as many believe
The Earth was its mother so very long ago
I hope it does not wish to visit home soon.