Canvas Moon

Canvas moon;

Bubbling like Sheetrock

On the dampest of days.

Shining like a dime

In the pale of night, eager

To be plucked as coins are

From lint-filled pockets.

You recite to me your

Lullabies in reflecting pools

And chase me as

I drive on lamp-lit roads.

Canvas moon—

You are the one who

Takes me home.