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People being mostly water
and not nocturnal

What I aspire to is the example of the day moon,
seeing and being seen,

emeritus, laying my moon hands,
which are as immune from prosecution

as a diplomat's hands,

on your stomach, forehead, cheek, nape,
all around both of your thighs, playing

or Scrabble, or cribbage,

shaking out my moon dice

on your nakedness, in game after game
with all of your tides.

Matt Mauch

Trio House Press

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