I dreamt of Huge-Moon-ipad-wallpaper-ilikewallpaper_comwalking on the moon,

Its rough surface made of crushed candy canes

And obscure rocks,

With craters named after scientists my little tongue couldn’t pronounce.

I dreamt of freedom and never ending grounds,

Of light steps and lithe submission.

But every time my fantasies took an unwelcome turn,

Like a virus attack or a tsunami of sorts.

If was a computer my screen had blacked out, sending helpless signals to god knows where,

If I was a person my head was stuffed in bubble wrap.

Apparently my rebellious, curious self,

Had taken one wrong step,

Disturbing nature’s peace and its unsaid laws.

I had pressed my feet too deep, and my jump defied moon’s

Miniscule gravity,

The attraction between us was insufficient to hold our ties,

Tethers stretching far away from known territory.

I found myself floating in vacuum and isolation,

As the dark navy, almost black

Invisible viscous liquid of universe compressed me to oblivion.

Refraction, reflection science and reason, I saw all these escape one by one

Mixing themselves in the surreal bliss of aloneness,

No control no direction, my body turns to dust then atoms,

Gone,

Even as I wished for someone to find me.