The cupcake that cries into the night.

At why it was never eaten and why

Every other one was. As the clock is

Malleable, so is time itself, just like

The ductile characteristics of the

Eraser, that for some, erase more than

Just mistakes.

As the wolf howls into the moon,

Just as the moon shines into the ocean

Just as the ocean overlooks everything

That ever was, or ever should have been.

The scene that never was precariously

Taken, the cup that is never half full or

Half empty. Yet it is never full or empty.

So what is it?