white/dark

A steady state, a calm scene,
clouds lingering in the night sky,

mingling with the stars, long grasses
blowing with the autumn wind, choking

up to the posts of an old fence,
rotted wood, impaled animal.

Its guts are warm on the ground,
surrounded by tall, dry grasses.

You can't tell if it was alive
when they stuck it on this post,

only that it was writhing
before or after the fact.

The moon is beautiful, a gleaming disk
projecting silver blood among the clouds,

in a sky as white as it is dark,
a sky as white as it is dark.