i envy venus being so close

i leave for work
no different than any other night
open the back door

and there it is
the moon lounging on its back
a waxing crescent
rocking in the quiet of darkness

like a cradle
and I'm in it
a baby again
the whole sky
a womb

i drive slow
watching it
to the side of me
in front
to the back
all the way to the hospital

never caring if i get there
ready to do
whatever is needed
to see the moon like that
one more time