Anonymous
Melted Cheese
Karyn Indursky
July 2012
Once upon a starlit dream,
the moon was being
chased by a fork.
The cheese moon rolled
down the valley of cheesecake,
but the fork wasn't relenting.
Pongs of the fork
used peas as ammunition
to block the exit.
Desperate not to be captured
the mood hid behind a
giggling spoon.
To the dismay of the moon
the spoon was an alliance
to the dish.
The fork tried to jab
a wedge of cheese,
but the refrigerator broke its fingers.
The spoon took advantage
of the diversion and tricked the moon
into rolling outside.
Awaiting the moon was the dish
and with the sun beating down
melted cheese was created.