One day we notice that the moon needs feeding.
We: Congregation society community brotherhood body zone earth.
Finally of course we run out of things to feed the matter,
so we decide to feed ourselves and some could not fathom the idea.
By now we have all the thoughts of the universe (that we know)
By now we have everything so we ourselves decide to go.
The ravenous moon awaits our feeding mouth open,
By now all the creations have been shoved in.
Can we, can our crumbs satiate- will a guttural belch burst out then at last,-
and then will that be seen by far off telescopes
which will find more moons that are even more starving than ours?