The characters in this poem are: humans of course.
A brilliant moonbeam lay quite still.
It was good.
Like the wings of a bird
like a sack of rivers.
Growing braver by the second
he was thinking that if only he could
be good for her.
I would love to go somewhere else
a dream said
into the bedrooms.
Then she swiveled his right ear
until it was facing the heavens.
He placed her into it.