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
                                       ends/

_{^{because they’re repetitive}}

–LM