Hello. Good gracious.
See? The letters written
on the face of the moon?
Read across or diagonally—
the meaning is the same.

A fish leaps somewhere,
is forgotten almost immediately.
The pool of water for the fish
is not under the moon, or
the moon is not out yet.

Why is the tree reaching for the window?
What could a tree want, inside this house?
Food? Warmth? Human flesh? Best
not let the tree in, not the least
little branch can come in,

steal these bones to wear.
Trees have bones.
Wear the branches, tree!
Leave this flesh alone.