The Things I Will Say Are All True

the moon is a cheshire cat
smiling upon you,
the stars are his frozen tears
of pain, joy, and gospel
according to john, you
grow lovelier every year.


the moon is a loveseat
that hangs from a willow,
and i hear the view's mighty fair;
the stars are the cars
that our loved ones drive,
and the headlights that lead them there.