#night trees

The beauty of the full moon always takes my breath away.🌕🦉🖤

The silhouette of trees against a waning purple,

looks inviting because looks tell lies.

A picture doesn’t show you how the sticks feel under your hands, 

or how you startle when the wind sighs

between branches.

The stars, distracted, stare at the dim mirror

of the lake; silken, as though it would taste

like liquid velvet, but it doesn’t. It tastes sour and old.

Your boots are full of damp soil, your toes encased

in sodden leather.

Your throat hurts.