Self-Care Moon At Rest

as new as a river hushed in ice

running all quiet & brown

cattail, caribou or bats quiver

in almost-light under a great distance.

We look into the fire

for ashen moon traces.

We yelp & cuddle

calling were-strangers in close

to feed necessary demons

their requisite fear & doubt

as they ghost through lean & fair.

Our world has changed

& we are the world

so we are undergoing & going under

the spell of our species unknowing ourself

gone deep into a geologic weirding

we done did & continue doing—

hold loose all you hold, Dear, &

be at heart leveled with your loves.

Take measure of your waste stream

replace plastic single-use idolatrous affairs

with something from your hands

(eat with your fingers again!)

bring everything to the giveaway

& be serious fun while shimmering.

Turn around as a world awake

walking walking walking

the end uncannily open

a dark road in dark time

reassure your animal self:

everything’s included.