The Moon and the Tree

I was doing a self-study of Surrealism while I was at a community college over the summer. After I finished studying for an hour or two, I left to go home. On the way out of the library I saw a picture of a moon and the poem just came to me.

The Moon and the Tree

The fingernail moon tilted

And fell towards the earth

Falling face first

Shrinking and collapsing

Into the space

Between you, me,

And the tree