Across

In my dream, I was the spider of the whole sky and my name was night. Inside my left eye was a small girl, in my right: a machine. In my dream, I was the Sun that must hide from the Sun within the Sun within my dream. It was shining inside me, where the Sun could not see. I was the moon hidden from the moon in the stars of my dream, the sky of my machine-girl who sees how the dream is the hiding moon, the secret stars, shining, in a world where all are present yet none may enter. In my dream, I was myself, hiding from myself in the Sun, the girl, my left eye. The spider is in love with the moon.