there's a full moon taking up the sky   and a red eye flight that won't collide   with the clouds that roll and pirouette   even though they are aligned with it      oh the air smells like a cheap bouquet   in the night, with hints of ocean's grey   and the chill behind my ears do say   this september's near the end      minimum wage took my baby far away      see a jug of milk, a dozen eggs   laid lovingly in a paper nest   by a would be mom in a blue bonnet   now they all will read like epithets      minimum wage took my baby far away   took my baby far away      don't feel a thing in the back of her car   you little child don't you know where you are?   counting the voids where there should have been stars      so the rain makes small puddles of feet   three sheets to the wind indiscrete   and the moon, that moon, that goddamn moon!   still taking up room in the sky