DINNER FOR ONE



He promised me the moon that night
but I wondered what sort of moon.
There are so many.
Would it be full
or half
or quarter
or something in-between.
I pondered the question
then.
But it doesn’t matter
now
I know exactly what I’m getting.
He handed them all to me on a plate
with a side order of planets and stars.
And then he left.

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