The one before


Blue, denim blue

spare square of sky

where you & I revolve

a thousand miles apart


not noticing.


Venus is sharp tonight

tangled deftly in cat’s cradle of eternity:

held at the focus

of Galileo  Galilei’s dense orb.


What can it mean?

Infinity’s infinity  expanding

@ fingers of forever?

While you & I


revolve in revolution’s

inherent ness:

light as G

a thousand miles apart


& simply don’t notice.


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