he watched the full moon ascend and peak

he kept excusing himself as he went outdoors to admire it 

he mentioned that he was admiring it for her too  if she wished hed grab an unused dresser mirror from a bedroom closet and angle it so she could see the moon too 
If you like Ill do anything for you

she declined

               :  :  I can see it fall on your face, see it in your eyes when you come back in.

Im a poor substitute for the moon love

:  :  You underestimate yourself, Dad.

Youre kind

:  :  As you say, I’m not kind; I’m honest.

I cant refute you

:  :  No. No you can’t.

onefortyone in the morning

the moon stared blithely at him

no shrinking violet he stared back wideeyed  unflinching

she perfected herself directly above a seventy foot palm from where he stood the palm across the backyard in a neighbours yard the tree was fastidiously trimmed  

                                                      between the pair they looked like an inverted exclamation point – not to put too fine a point on the moment – piqued him to grin like a hyena

he lingered in the yard anxiously watching the full moon anxious to be inside with his daughter

One more moment he breathed

the moon and he eyeballed each other

finally he said Goodnight bubi

turning to go inside and share his warm ivorypaint with his daughter he liked thinking bubi replied to him specifically Back atcha, Polack.

1154,  Friday,  10  1. 20

1550,  Thursday,  21  5. 20