Transplant: Fractal with Moon

Somewhere There’s Heaven

The moon creeps out
of its orbit
four centimeters a year

Alone in a California
bed I watch
the full moon set over the ocean

There will be no tides
when the moon
withdraws – nothing to slow the earth

Honey, at five in the morning
you’re drinking
coffee in New Hampshire

and that swollen orange
rock dangles
just above the water.

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