the cruel diagnosis

there’s so much I want to say
  given things have changed
    & I feel I’m on this island alone

                                 with a fucking telescope

   I admit I swerved the eclipse
                because I wanted to sleep
                    & it was blood red rare, too,
                                      thirsting for lunar ooze

                 I don’t need your word
         because actions s pi ll the same
                                   [  definite  ]

              & I’m not impressed anymore
           with                                             infinite

                             I am only fascinated
                                 with abrupt

because they’re repetitive


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