I sat at the window

In my lonely house

And scrutinized the

Sad summer moon.

 

Find another lover

 

On the lawn below,

A lurking black cat

Shape-shifted thru

Indistinct shadows.

 

Move on, she’d said

 

The soft moonlight

Somehow soothed

The all-enveloping

Sorrow in my soul.

 

Swear it on my life

 

I reluctantly got up

And threw my butt

Away as well as my

Old marriage vows.

 

You made a promise

 

In minutes, I was at

A single’s bar, both

Hoping and hoping

Not to find a lover.