blinds

the observatory is 2 flights tall
the springs cold, clear , housing
ponce de leon's wife in a silhouette

the moon begins to write itself into the sky
behind distant fog. there's a family
of americans, with dog. the boy speaks

to his father ,points up - hey daddy look
the sky's cracked. the park closes in 20 minutes
and the ranger wants to go home on time

but the cirrus are on fire in the twilight so they
make their way to the tower where you and i
pull away revealing a cleavage of horizon and sea.