MOONS WE DO NOT KNOW

But what is it called when creatures

On this earth curl and sleep, when

Shadows of moons we don’t know

Brush across our faces?

—“Naming of the Heartbeats” by Aimee Nezhukumatathil

There are moons we do not know

Distanced across space.

Do these unseen mysteries

Send their shadows outward

Beyond their limited orbits

Into the world of my room

Trailing the faintest touch

Of awareness, something drifting

Over my face to alter

The inner tides within my dreams?