Roundest moon flutters on the river

Night bird song coasting through the heat

Hangs for a moment there

Cascades slowly down the thick air

Landing somewhere by my feet

Waking up bugs try to repeat

A fine night to feel light

A fine time to feel right, so I do

You feel it too

What would it take to unknow it

Knowledge soaked in from the wrong tree

Bad seed sunk deep

Fruit bite tidings unsavory

Picking anew from the old tree

Ate up something not for me

The moment in my head

Ingesting not what was said

But what underlied

That tongue so tied

Foxhole digging learned the wrong way

Bleeding out cold beneath the old tree

My ugly heart

My ugly heart and me

I set out to unknot to unknow a thing

I sought out little lies worth unbelieving

Some things sink in beyond quarrying

Some need let die and then reforming

I'm on top of the plot dug for covering

I am just on the cusp of discovering

Foxhole digging and grave digging

Sure look something like the same thing

The moments that I dread

Reconciling what was dead

Through the gap so wide

A tongue so tied

Foxhole digging learned the wrong way

Bleeding out cold beneath the old tree

My ugly heart

My ugly heart and me