Prayer Moon

Forgive us our monthly trespass, rousing

carousing in blind arousal, grappling

in the above for handholds, confirming

a message in the middle of below, arising

after nimble thimbleful sip of sumac, simple syruping

play of fire & shadow upon the eyes, roving

outward we imagine spirits dissipating, beyonding

a crisp beech carapace emptied of heat, dry-chiming

desert fish coppered in heat-rayed canyon, streaming

toward headlands high spots, gateways, opening.