Full Moon

Do you see me

As you peek over the

Tree line

Your shy

Votive glow

Brushing shadows from my

Forehead

We are siblings

You and I

Each drawn to the night

But conspicuous with

The light we

Borrow

Sometimes

In full reflection

Other times

Retreating to mere

Temporal crescents

Waning behind a

Dark earth

Sleepless

The thoughts that roam my head

Are like the living dead

Stumbling cluttered halls

Careening into walls

Feeding on the fare

Of what I've put up there

All that I've been taught

Becoming food for thought

When zombie appetites

Are sated for the night

And sleep comes to their eyes

It's time for me to rise