Moonshine lies

The moon shy shining from the top right corner of my room

eclipsed by a bookshelf and a few old dusty toys

waits for brightness to come
creeping in with the dogs of the morning with their crazy barks to wake

I stay in my half asleep state

Thinking about my dream,
-a wolf howling at a crowd of wolves and how he promises to steal the moon and present it to them

I wake up to a morning
there is nothing bright about the day but the sun

The wolf has stolen not the moon

but the sun.

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