Moonshine and monsters.

Glance at the sky,
overcast, cloudy,
as the moon tries
with its feeble light
to pierce the veils
and gaze back at you.

A thousand stars shrouded,
blinded by your luminiscence,
shine back at each other,
in ignorance of your darkness.

You look, and wonder, and imagine,
starry skies, clear and bright,
whether the little ones above notice,

the twinkle in your eye.