what if
tonight’s full moon cracks
spills onto our tree branches

what if there is no moon
at all
ever again

what if an empty room
roars at double the decibels
of a packed music venue

and the voices
are all yours

what if what if
is eliminated
from our vocabulary

and the ?
becomes an earring
you lost years ago

all the answers
might tumble
off the shelf

when you open
the closet door

and the shape of hangers
will signify
our dismay