Wide awake at 3: 40 in the morning br the full moon immaculate in my intimate dreams. br Such never-ending splendor. br I began scribbling at once br the splendid sphere demanding a response br also, the passionate expectation br this one would be a winner br bringing tears of joy to forlorn souls. br Ten minutes later no go br mush, so I put up Yamamoto Ginger Green Tea br from Japan, first tasted in 1690 br by the Tokugawa Shogunate, br the words still swirling in my mind br without a proper place br when the flame somehow br ignited my shirt searing the skin. br I quickly put it out br but a moment later the utter dread br of burning to death became so real br I felt my blood bubbling into oblivion. br Of course, I dumped the cloth into the garbage br then grabbed a massive magic marker br to engrave the ultimate version on the kitchen wall: br Forget the moon br Watch the flame.