Inspired by Kerfe Roig’s painting Alterations. You can read all of the contributions on Paul’s site here.

 

I dreamt there was a moon

 

Such a moon as this
a desert of red-gold sand
diamond-pointed

how the light
like water leaking from lunar holes

and then the earth
our tender blue
that fills fuller of creeping blackness
with each sun.

Moon reflects light not rottenness
corruption at the flawed heart
or diseased skin

cloaks us in borrowed heroism
as we wade through choking seas
reaching for the stars.