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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