The Moon Don’t Care
This old house,
a rattle of bones,
settles in
for the night—
the lights
of its eyes
dimmed.
Graying roof tiles,
tentatively kiss
twilight’s gloved hand
in silent communion.
Her pale eye
peeks
past kaleidoscopes
of scattered sun
and browns
of rustling Autumn leaves,
indifferent
to the subtle advances
of worn rooftops
and old men.
David Estringel’s latest book Eating Pears on the Rooftop is published by Fishing Line Press and is available here.
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