Teacup Universe

The moon can be found in a puddle,
or be seen in the eyes of a lover

The sun can be found full of puzzles,
or living inside of a mother

The stars can be seen on the TV,
as they move on a glittering stage

Black holes can be found in the heart,
and everything everywhere’s space

The universe lives on the base of a teacup,
swims in the smoke of your last cigarette

Time is the shedding of memory,
and your life is the ones that you’ve kept.