jupiter doesnt know i am watching him.
back aches over
the telescope/warm night/clouds cleared after
i lost patio chess.
i am humble slow/drinking tea
in october english garden.
pleiades was pretty/a surprise/a sudden
spread of silver points
but jupiter has kings dignity
immovable in
the
big
big
black.
hes silent/his moons
arranged by an artist.
he is black and white sci-fi/small storm
on
his
low belt.
i used to be as big as him
but
now
i'm
very
small.
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