Moon Beats

if you are wondering
how it happens

it happens
like this
in 2 week intervals, I change my polish
from red, to purple, to green,
to sky blue, and
back to you

and i'll go, i'll go, i'll go with you
in the strange dark blue shadow
of the moon

the black on black
is blinding, here in the leopard neon light

traces of a mirrored self,
bending backward,
and eyes -
here they are again looking
heroic, supreme, majestic....
harrowing & wanton

the light
folds on itself
and the joy, ever complex,
finds a way to subsist on the
momentary movement of
the ticking clock.