I wonder

if the moon dreads the sun rise
when the party’s over and
the stars take off their

dancing shoes
moonbeams pack up
their instruments until
the next gig

the silky black curtain
is lifted and
daytime sun gives a
solo performance

there is no room for a
leftover moon

21 thoughts on “Leftover

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