Astronomically  its referred to as a Super Moon

the moniker refers to the nearness of the moon to the Earth  a nearness which is waning 

every passing second minute

every day slipping furthur  and furthur away

not  it seemed  that anyone else aside from him his grrl and a gaggle of sympathetic eggheads oddballs and astronomers even cared

Oh look at the moon  Pretty

his following  actually  bore a caveat

he didnt imagine it so much moving furthur and furthur away from Earths grasp and orbit

but rather  obsessively  watched it as a portal  a doorway  through which things departed or entered our sphere  our Universe

utterly bright and crisp  it seemed to him a kind of terminus  a chimney flue made of sky 

and mired thus  he watched intensely

   

for gathered at the foremost tips of a reef of black tree limbs  

                                                                                                 sparkling like Christmas lights

were diaphanous winged insects shot through with moonbeams

    

and as these bespeckled black limbs began to bow under their amassed weight   
a type of galactic springboard
the insects lifted suddenly at once  in a murmuring a refracting swirl  spiraling  almost 
a single animal  a dragon  towards the widemouth of the Anxious moon
 

and watching their ascent

they were soon reduced

to a smoky shadow  a furtive doppelganger of occasional blinking particles

true fireflies

it never occurred to him that they wouldnt achieve the pompous requisite velocity   

according to their mass

to escape

they did escape

and he was obliged to hate them

because he

one of tens of billions of hapless earthlings  hadnt the gumption or wings or perseverance   

the magnificent endurance to embrace and mount the trembling milky sky

to leave

to see the place opposite where he stood  shackled

Earthbound

he set an uncorked bottle of dark rum down between his feet and stared up  amazed

and lonely

  

Imagine     insects making him feel abject     or lonely

from his breastpocket he nudged up a pack of cigarettes with the blunt of his thumb

taking it in hand he shook up a raft of straights and nibbled one free with his mouth

repocketing the pack he slipped a matchbook from his hip pocket  torn one free

and struck it

he inhaled deeply

he exhaled deeply

the smoke coiling out his mouth did a doubletake at the moon

and intrigued  hung  suspended  above his head

  

when his second and third exhales joined the first  they slowly began to rise

then joined by his successive exhales  almost like a dull quicksilver  their cloud reflected

the pindot of his lit cigarette

in it he could scarcely make out a sullen reflection of himself watching his pathetically 

bound self

his reflection nodded

he recognized he absently nodded back

then the smoke like an lazy unkept beast turned  and rose

following the fireflies

 

 

in time he could make out a scarce thin twine at the moons face   it winked at him

then it was gone

leaving him yet more dejected

more lonely

she came up from the yard to refill her tumbler  took a cigarette from him  he lit it for her

--   This is marvelous isnt it

--   Thats one word to describe it

--   Fucking marvelous  I cant begin to describe the sensations Im feeling

he nodded

he didnt reply

he was preoccupied

rapt

watching her exhales gather agog in a bloom over her head  ever so slightly  a halo

then a reticent dull glass reflecting her crossbraided crown

trembling

anxious to begin

his loneliness smiled at it

and dissipated

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--   They had bones and meat for dinner

greens  and other-coloured vegetables

bread and butter  liquor and wine  coffee and cake

what else could they want  how much more could they consume  and still be happy

and not be uncomfortable ?

              

What was their tipping point

when is the balance awry

their content conceited

their ill contempt apoplectic 

--

--

--   And youre looking to me

after a speech like that

Ive nothing to commend or add repeal or reply

I didnt eat with them

or had to

--   You have to rub it in

--   You didnt have to eat with them  You cant tell me you  no you cant  not in your heart 

of hearts

that you didnt see em coming

It wouldnt have been any different than if you were slopping pigs  giving them credence  

treating them kindly  with respect

You shouldnt have expected anything but bollocks in return

They think youre a pushover

Youve conceded to them

--   I think I would have preferred it  if you had nothing to say as you originally intimated

--   You goaded me

--   Maybe I did

--   No You did

--   I did

--   So how do you intend to trim their sails now

--   Now

--   Now that youve set this precedence

--   You think this is a precedence

--   It precedes anything  that comes after it

--   Well  then afterwards  Im afraid  is going to be a shock to the system

 

--   Shocking  To be sure

--   Horrific  Certainly

--   Unadulterated

--   Its going to bitch em

--   Theyll shit

--   I can count on you then to come to dinner

--   I wouldnt miss it for the World

--   Then Im penciling you in

--   Ive got a MagicMarker

--   You a bit of a sadist arent you

--   Sadistically  I couldnt enjoy being a masochist

--   Dinner  What to serve
--   Bones and meat

--   And

--   Bones and meat  Well steal their dogs first and really make them uncomfortable 

--

--   Comon  Ill bring a stick  Well throw it  You throw it from the head of the table and cry 
Fetch!

--   Youre cruel
--   Im not

Youre the one who set them up with a precedence

And now you have to pull them back down to Earth real hard  And not protect their heads   
Theyre big boys and girls

--   Seems unfortunate

--   Seems you made it more unfortunate than necessary  But make no mistake

It is necessary

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