dear moon diary,on three attempts to note an eclipse

1 now
i am alone.no
humors for my starward
larking,no moon
but the dim swell of its
pregnant press against
the grayglowing stomach
of the sky.

i am out
in the weather that keeps them
from shooting down satellites.

2 now i [...]

(observation one)

outside in the flashing snow silently a single ambulance drifts.