thank you- i love this.
One mistake that could have been prevented
But not easily fixed.
Stir until the bumps begin to smooth out.
Add a dash or glimmer of hope to taste;
Enough that it can still be crushed
But not enough to overpower.
Let sit until it ferments
And spreads
Sinking into the crevices in your brain
Leaving you with nothing
But an aftertaste
Of what could have been.
moon soup 