No Moon

I've had to come indoors
because the full moon
is hungry

the fool moon is hungry
and wants to eat
my choked heart

to eat my choked hearth
for its grey artistry
like sacred feasts

grey artery like scared feats
to gorge on the vain
and drink from a vessel

on the vane and drink from a vassal
does the cock o' north eas' sou' west
crow at the fueled moon on the roof.