Moonlight

ice it down, black & blue swelling, let cold sit on your skin till you turn into ice. turn as hard & unforgiving as the world tells you to be. become immovable when you bathe, when you speak, when you fall to the ground. what is a man but Nobody to himself & anybody? ice, just rolling out into the water trying to drown sorrow. ice, waiting for moonlight to melt. who is you man? the middle of the world, a boy blue in the sea that counts ten seconds at a time, that calls. all the names: little, chiron, black. the only, the word used to make people feel bad. a stranger that holds on to the imprint left in sand, lost in a hurry; ghost- like in a realm of dreams you can’t ice away. a heavy head that needs a shoulder to lean on, nothing else.