MOON ON A STICK:

A full one floats behind clotted cloud ringed in rainbow hews.
Knuckles & knees freeze, parked up, concealed between the
fields at the edge of town. Flicking between stations,
turning the engine over to reheat exposed extremities.
Tonight the radio sounds best barely audible.
A fluttering on the airwaves between plumes of breath.

(K)