last night, midnight lowered its black weight
upon the earth
with the moon as its only witness.
i knew a dream was coming--a once-husband's
visit was the harbinger. he, like you, is wedded
forever to my fate, following me this way and that
like a reeling, drunken shadow,
'though i, myself, am stone cold sober.

the moon regretted all her unfinished poems,
she cried naked into the snow-covered forest
then faded away, frozen.
but tonight she'll be back
to blind my compassionate heart.
meanwhile,
this blog is an orphanage in which
i am a star.  in this small eternity
i have unlearned

how to keep on waiting
for the love of all loves.
he came, he went--
multiple times.

perhaps the dead will reawaken;
perhaps heaven will text
my smart phone--
just one "LOL" would suffice
for a thousand years of happiness.
just to know:

that it will all turn out right