with fresh water I get up out of bed
and go out to the yard past midnight
and no sooner do I pour the water
into the bowl than the moon jumps in
floating around like any fat frog
and then the sprinklers go off
soaking me as I run for it
but what the hell I go back
and walk among the showers
the water is so cold and exuberant
I had forgotten how to shiver
and then suddenly with a thump
the water stopped startling
me momentarily as I slipped
back into my skin over and over
I could hear the moon leap in
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