the moon killers

the moon killers practice 
at their lunacidal craft, 
recruited up from infancy 
and trained not to laugh 

by instinct education as 
the moon creeps full, 
all over earth the moon 

killers 

wax anxietal.
Watching night by
night it grows plainer,
fuller yet: this gibbousness 

won't stop increasing, 
ever. 'Til we rise 
one night and 
do the ritual 

that sends
the moon back, 
back from the full