A wire tree,
spindles into the sky, its black
trunk burrowing into desert grass,
its claws stretching
for the lush ocean of sky.
The marble moon glows blue
upon a screaming wolf,
hackles raised,
howling into the smearing paint
of the night.
Constellations listen;
they flow from glowing freckle
to glowing freckle,
connected in their blinking
but worlds apart.
Photo by Henry & Co. on Unsplash
