The little piece of moon I had eaten last night,

That orange crumb is stuck between my eyes.

I cannot shake it off

I cannot remember what dream I had slept last night.

 

Only little fireflies stuck in foliage

…Of unicorn eyed frogs playing hopscotch

…Of unheard tunes caught in invisible nets of night

…Of sleeping with all my senses alive

 

And that giant moon in orange foil,

Teasing me with curtains of cloud-

Before it could slip out of my reach…

I had jumped past the muffin clouds.

 

 

That little piece of moon I had stolen last night

That orange crumb is stuck between my eyes.

Morning’s bustle has sent the fireflies in cobweb closets

The muffin thief sighs at sunshine…

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