Crevices in the earth filled with dirt
and growing trees.
Glow mr. moon glow. We’ll let your light in.
against the wall
between the wall
fighting to break free
Glow mr. moon glow. Let your light in.
ghosts whisper as they pass the sacred wall
this wall of us
this wall of me
Please mr. moon, let your light in.
ash collects in our nostrils
on our skin
mr. moon, are you there?