How do I open the world

when the night sky gleans

a full moon of wonder

to catch the naked eye.

I think about that coin phrase,

think about being present,

knowing what’s on my mind,

can be a really good thing.

I’ve been sitting in the heat

of the night, imagining,

what once was,

and is today.

I’m told to not look back.

Does that mean forgetting?

Do we move on with our lives,

like nothing happened before

we fell apart,

became unhinged,

wreaked havoc upon

our own self-esteem,

whatever it is they call

psychological bullshit today.

I watched a movie the other night

made me want to cry,

and then I had a good cry

afterward,

left with myself,

left with a desire

to really know why.

Watching the full moon tonight,

imagining the beauty in a naked sky.

I know what it does to my energy,

I want to understand why.

I listen to songs remind me of her,

It’s all I have and nothing leftover.