In moonlight everything changes (scanned notebook)

In moon light, everything changes,
the boiling point of blood,
the rising tides cannot extinguish
because the fire inside
sealed in,
building up, like a pod
ready to explode,
with moonlight as the instigation
as the flame under it,
to make it worse
high tide all the time
and rising not from global warming
but from some more primitive instinct,
some element of the elemental
found as far back as the caves
we either learn release it
or we are consumed,
waiting out the moon cycle
until we can breathe easy again.