The moon danced tonight

tonight, the moon waxed, but there was no waning. perhaps it was anticipating its soon-to-be wholeness. its toothless smile lit my way, as i entered the pleasantly calm night.

we shared. sometimes it followed, and sometimes it lead -- slipping over east side bridges while i passed under.

there goes the gothic beginnings of the brooklyn bridge, its lights in single line order across the river. did you see it? then almost immediately ahead, look before you miss it, manhattan. twinkling, looking suspiciously serene. suspended.

the occasional whomp whomp of a car passing.

buildings across the river. domino sugar. highrises with lit windows flashing by. photo negative film strung up. yellow and white against the night time sky. snatches of red neon.

williamsburg beckons. see my red, yellow and white halogen. i do, as if i actually have a choice. falling in the moonlight shadow of its big metal girdle, i wonder, is this what the eiffel tower looks like from underneath? something smells like fish.

ah finally, the stoic steel trusses of queensboro, standing guard over midtown. my journey ends. my yellow taxi cab draws to a stop. i bid goodnight to my full-bellied companion.

adieu until tomorrow. save me some cheese.