full fall moon

yes,  you hang
untainted by the rusting
of trees or their 
bare-fingered poking

all these days of rain
fall, falling,
fall full moon
round as possibility

a vast, bright
musical note 
in your stave 
of power lines

washed clean 
in the black glass sky
star choirs 
mute and brittle

the thickness 
of a cloud
its pinked edge 
and you are gone

just whiteness
your song of night

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