Moonwalk

Flip-side shadows:

murky land—moonlight

uneven footsteps—assurance of night vision

crouching in the dry, beach grass—trees bellowing foreboding groans

blasted by the ocean wind—skin to skin on my mother's breast

tethered—free.

Out on the boardwalk

Luna relumbrante.

Thoughts suspended in gravitational clarity.

Luna.

Misty undertow of dreams drawing in

the tide, the womb, the mind, the heart.

Obscurity in reverse:

murky sky—moondark

land disintegrating underfoot—eyes fixed above

arms outstretched on a gusty flight—forest emptied of creature stirrings

blasted by the night's stillness—pressed on by my mother's hand
anchored—free.