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React
In the hour before Jupiter
reached critical mass
and ignited, I wished
for a new star to wish upon.
Or maybe that is where
the souls of all my friends
who committed suicide
advanced when heaven denied them.
It is a time to adjust
to more light shining down upon us
and the greater inspection
made of our daily lives
now that night cannot
cover up as many misfortunes
as it once hid from the eyes
who looked to see.
The owl starts the long process
of changing the molecules of its eyes
so it sees properly in this newly
illuminated night.
Kenneth P. Gurney Kenneth P. Gurney lives in Albuquerque, NM, USA.
His poetry appears mostly on the web due to his habit of spending reading fee
and SASE monies on pumpkin spice cookies for his beloved Dianne. His most recent
book Fluid Shape of an Empty Womb is available through amazon. His website
is located at Poet
Email: Kenneth P. Gurney
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