I watched the moon tonight,
It shone bright with a burning halo around it.
The whole sky looked like a backdrop on a stage, a black piece of paper with white dots drawn on.
Then world in front of me rotated slowly like it was on a turn table.
Beneath that halo I felt small,
Just an ant beneath a magnifying glass being looked upon.
It scared me…because it looked like it could fall at any moment.