when I think about friends
lovers or coconspirators
with whom I’d choose to share these moments

walking discussing or lying back
on the white slab of my driveway

wherever they are
theirs is such a different moon
no tumultuous cumulus beards it

perhaps they look & see nothing
wish I were at their sides
to face the void with them
Ace Boggess is author of four books of poetry, most recently I Have Lost the Art of Dreaming It So (Unsolicited Press: 2018) and Ultra Deep Field (Brick Road Poetry Press, 2017). His writing has appeared in Harvard Review, Mid-American Review, River Styx, and other journals. He lives in Charleston, West Virginia.

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