Chasing the Moon

We are all extras in someone's film.

Meanwhile, on the overnight "A" train;
oceans, seas, oil freighters,
gas flames light sky
burning the moon.
solitary sea gull air relationships,
rolling along
click-clack-click-clack

a woman closes her drapes,
below her blindness
along deserted street
two veiled lovers hold hands
cherishing shadows
escaping the tyranny
of their mutual expectations

long low train whistle blast
distant village, lights,
long haul semi illuminates a ribbon

small early stations,
fenced, barbed wire enclosures
sad long faced men staring at the ground
waiting
for life
for their day to unfold
like some precious flower

istanbul commuter ferry water
visions of mosques, spires, domes
waves churning blue
water sky
elemental light

all the moon glows song
sleepless dreams released
under heavy green and purple grapes
delicious and sweet