took tha moon out my kitchen drawer & cooked it like a tortilla
layed it flat down on tha burner like a yella corn tortilla
the dough bubbled up & blackened & became some lunar craters
the edges curled & crisped & became some outer space
bit into the moon for my midnight snack
tasted dust & cold & silence-
man i want my $$$ back
7.29.18
