Gibbous moon
devoured by our shadow,
gibbous heart
quicker than moons to wane.
High moon or rising
night’s center.
Eccentric heart
tipped sideways like a mango.
Waxing moonlight,
douser
of ever farther
constellations;
waning heart
douser
of brief
and briefer hopes.
Full moon,
fool heart:
masters
of the one night stand.
—E. Castendyk Briefs
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