Stardust: Arabiata or Stir-fried?: One Life To Live

Sunday, June 14, 2026

Oh! The sky's about to fall

On earth or jupiter

Or on a dwarf pluto

Who could tell?

I see streaks of fire

Or are those shattered snow

Or maybe cosmic spaghetti

Whirring from a oily wok?

Was that parmesan though

Or shreds of cabbage

Melting and fusing

In liquid tomatoes of rosy rouge?

Oh! The stars are dropping beyond hills

Or asteroids escaped astray

Or flowers from snowy celestial orbs

Who could throw some light and say?

I see greyish strands of light

Or are those purple ribbons of dusk

Or maybe stir-fried buckwheat noodles

Craving a broth of umami-drenched tofu?

Were those julienned cucumbers

Or generous aroma of chives and egg

Dressed in soy sauce and vinegar

A summer breakfast or winter ample supper ?

Let the sky fall

Let the stars run around

Let the whirlwind scatter stardust

But a serving of noodles first.

Please.

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