poem

 Divorce I

I like when the sun and the moon

Share the same ambered sky 

In the hour before night 

My favorite Tom and Jerry cartoons

Are the ones where cat and mouse

Are friends not foes.

But mom and dad

At the same event

In the same room?

I’m two boys in one body

Fiddling with four hands

Eyes so wide it hurts.

What I became in the day

Differed from the man of the night.

They had to take turns.

Before the split, on

Nights of savage fighting,

I was still one boy

Listening to the moon

Whisper its secrets 

To a fading sun 

9/16/23