Moonlight catches a cobweb
in the orbs of your eyes.
Wistful memories lurk
Someone else’s thoughts
waft between the clouds.
Cats sigh as delicious dark
oozes through screen doors.
The sound of counterfeit rain,
the hose makes streetlight rainbows.
Grass blades tickle toe whorls
as they spring up after each step.
The concrete footpath is cool
and smooth beneath the soles.
A tree rustles, a paw, a nose,
a possum munches guava flowers.
A young woman gets in her car
complaining on her mobile phone.
A moment later, she squeals the tires,
on the wires above, a possum crosses.
The moon has risen high
above the roofs, glinting on the tiles.