You could see the moon in the sky today.
Sitting on a cloud like a mystery
guest.
Uninvited, no R-S-V-P
showing up and pitching its tent
staring at me
a peon weighted
in a state of half-despair, half-dissent
driving round and round around
spreading exhaustion
needing a nap
to bring the moon back to its rightful place.
Rehashed Potatoes 