You Never Know (Poem)

in the sky hangs a moon

gauzed by fog and framed by late November trees

art positioned between two houses

just so for maximum effect

nothing but some random street piece

tacked up there without permission

probably unsigned

the feral cat who lives on the block

appreciates it from a fallen tree

the ground underneath rumbles from the weight

of displaced trucks and discarded dreams

I throw a handful of stars over my shoulder

and laugh as I walk away