Waiting for the Moon

Waiting for the Moon:
Lunacy in every titillated glass,
Ass on my mind,
dripping like a dog’s slobber
– I would hang it
on my wall for everyone
to appreciate,
– EXCEPT –
were it on my wall,
I wouldn’t let anyone in,
selfish as I am.
But the moon won’t come out tonight,
not even in a land of clocks.
So I’ll wait until the leering crowd
is unbearable.