Winter in Okinawa

Moon on a rocker

What Daniel used to say

looking pensive and drawing deep

on his cigarette

Bats fly in the twilight

car lights approach

I think of how someone reacts

to the starkness of death

when so much is unsaid

unresolved and over

Moon on a rocker

Daniel would point at the sickle moon

and tell me in those days

when I knew he would never die

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