What moon is this, 
Shining darkly through my slit-eyed blinds,
Veil-dancing, a shameless innocent?
Whose moon is this,
Smugly spying, 
An uninvited midnight wanderer

In my awful-beautiful aloneness? 
When I find myself
A scream away 
From dog-paddling through a blackstrap-ocean sky,
Broken only by haphazard stars
Emitting years-old silver light,
Will she deign to speak?