Alphabet Soup

Lost poems are like fireflies
Among a sea of stars
Falling slowly quickly
Where they disappear to
No one knows but the boy who sits in the moon
Tracing symbols with his fingers
Waiting for one to catch
He forgot the honey
And I forgot the glue
So the letters fall
Quickly slowly
Winking at him
Into alphabet soup

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