Crevices in the earth filled with dirt
and moss
and growing trees.

Glow mr. moon glow. We’ll let your light in.

Humans

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?