the smooth yet sharp mint
of the menthol between my lips
will never give me the satisfaction
that you could

Moon,Oh! moon
'tis a shame upon you
you failed to give full light
when the hunters needed you

They all lost their footings
and fell to the ground
their souls made to wander
no longer ****** bound

first love, a blue coyote-
- first heart, a red red moon

first day's not dawned-
love sings a song
a'top a desert dune

genesis of loneliness-
indigenous to wistfulness
- first cry of love
against the first night sky

blue coyote sings
to a red red moon.

r ~ 10/3/14