under the moon
waning, tucked in clouds
moving slow: currents
3AM empty wharf
under the moon
waning, tucked in clouds
moving slow: currents
under the moon
waning, tucked in clouds
moving slow: currents
the wharf passes into an odd shipping lane of fierce and gentle monsters, among them: I
the fire boat thrumbs
against choppy water
the evening sun beams
tracking into tonight
into tomorrow