So many brightly, illuminated
cumulus clouds surround you
on this October evening.

Mr. Moon. Or should I address

you as the Hunter, this fine evening?

I stand before you seeking answers
to those nagging adult questions.

Where do we go from here?

Please, tell me
Mr. Moon.
I need to know.

Why is it,
when I was a child
staring at you
the answers I sought
were right there?

Now that I’m an adult Mr. Moon,
the answers never appear.
Did you abandon me to those
lullaby moments?

I’m so scared.

Being an adult is not what

I thought.

Damn you. Why is it
your beguiling glow now
leaves me chilled
to the bone?

Sigh…

Sadly,  a new
dawning realization
echoes across
my aged soul even

my childhood friends’

glimmering magic
is gone.

Damn you Mr. Moon!

I never expected to be

betrayed by you,

my last childhood friend.