hello moon

hello moon

this old man was guarding the corner of hollywood and vista
he was looking at the moon and sitting on a portable chair.
the kind youd probably bring to a golf tournament or a parade.
just two legs that fold and a nice little round circle for yr booty.
he had a fishing hat on, a members only jacket, and a walkman.
he had his earbuds in and he was looking east.
all these young people in yoga pants and shorts
were powerwalking all around him
dogs in tow, weights on their ankles,
iphones every one of them.
they were coming from or heading to the crazy hiking trail
that spiraled up to the stars
so you could look down at them.
at one point the moon just had to get up into the sky
above the good year blimp, above the x games,
above the sky scrapers and summer heat
and was all ladies and gents
moon’s in the house.
all of us on the hill
and the old man below it
were all nice.