Today I tried

To talk to the man

In the moon

Behind tears I cried



But he wouldn’t listen

So I tried to talk

To the fork or spoon


The fork had a sign

He’d be back soon

And the spoon said

The dish is full

And the sky is red


Before he uttered

Words I dread

About how the cow

Will soon be dead


And life is really

About the now

Except the past

That whispers back


The spoons a liar

The dish is a cad

And truth is all

You ever really had