• Mercury’s Moon Walk


    oh no you don’t!

    a dear hijada wagged
    a finger
    at the night sky
    to tell it:

    mercury retrograde,
    you’re not gonna get
    me this time

    curious, i re-examined
    my life
    how it had been
    during the course
    of these periods
    in the year’s
    when everything
    seemed to be

    because a tiny planet
    is moving backwards
    from the sun

    those were
    the times my
    cell phone messages
    going out
    coming in
    were as
    garbled as
    piled up
    rubble from
    the other week’s

    a flash drive
    went kaput

    the wristwatch’s
    hands stopped
    at three
    (supposedly the hour
    of great mercy)

    oh mercy!
    even the lappy
    the sound similar
    to a nearly doomed
    single-propeller plane
    flying through
    pockets of turbulence

    there i was
    clutching my tummy
    the inner eye dreaming
    of the sea’s
    turquoise’s calm

    but there i was
    retching on
    my shoes

    i’m not gonna
    flee from one
    small planet’s
    illusion of
    moving backwards

    i’ve centered myself
    already not unlike
    my young
    but wise hijada

    mercury retrograde,
    you’re not getting
    me either

    why not get
    your moonwalk act
    outta the way

    go orbit normally

    get our messages across

    like the swift
    messenger of god
    that you’re
    supposed to be



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