Moon Walk

The moon was so low
I could pull myself up
so I did

I could see the whole Earth
now that I wasn’t part
of it

My daughter climbs stairs now
running from me 
like a vaudeville magician

two and a half stories up 
her hands twitch asterisks
Uppie      she had had enough

Tonight a mouse descended 
drunken subway stairs
I saw its butt, its tail, then nothing

Our retreats fade into ascension
sometimes you just have to go with gravity
and some nights instead

you make yourself float