Dog Barking at the Moon
(After Joan Miro)
I am seeing a ladder
up to infinity --
it leads to a trapdoor from heaven.
From here
worldly attachments fall.
This starlessness
of a Tarot card --
the dog yapping skeleton.
On second glance
a crescent moon
protruding like a sliver of bone,
and what I thought was a trapdoor
is really a bird.
I am told the dog
is going bow wow
while the moon replies:
'I don't give a damn.'
