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-So it's the fucking moon.  Big deal.  As if
-you haven't seen it before, tacked to the sky
-like a piece of rotten meat, or a maudlin
-
-love letter (the _i_'s dotted neatly with hearts)
-on the sky's door like the ninety-eight theses.
-
-Don't stare at it like it means anything.
-Don't give it the chance to collect meaning
-from your outstretched hand, like an old pigeon.
-
-Don't dare ascribe it a will, or call it fickle,
-or think it has any say in your affairs.
-
-It's separated from you by three hundred and eighty
-thousand miles of empty space,