Blue Moon Hangs Under My Light

It catches the light from the television screen

and flickers out constellations of sitcoms and movies.

I let the illumination capture my gaze

and each speck dances before my eyes.

I dream I am in a galaxy of theme songs and closing credits.

I fall into a night sky of fantasy and fiction,

until I float within the moonlight.

The blue haze collects upon my skin

and I imagine a new life in every flicker.


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