A poem inspired by the Bright Moments Paris event.

The DJ puts on a blue record,
and while the cool tunes play
softly in the background, we
weave through the crowd of
crypto citizens to enjoy the art
displayed on screens on the walls.

We play a bit with the Dream Machine,
enthralled by the Dutch languaged
unicorn in a school, the horses in the
mountains and the brother with
the big nose.

We take home the cookie on which
you can write, and many stories to tell
of our Bright Moments in bright Paris.