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A Solar System Is Watching
I am reading my eyes in a library mirror. I had perused a yellow book: ‘Astronomy for Dummies.’ It could be an electric reflection of the light but I think I see a solar system looking back at me. I recognize it from a picture in the yellow book. It’s my own planetary cluster, although, like the book, It does not rightly belong to me. There is a question mark behind planet X, I guess. and the sun seems to be returning to cosmic sperm. Jupiter has shrunk to the size of a copper penny of course it’s hard to judge size in a public library mirror that needs cleaning. I see all this in my right eye, in my left eye a tiny human creature is curled like a fetus in a womb It is (I assume), a proteogenic me; what else could it be? Am I being born again, am I going back to God, is there another book for dummies I should have read instead? This and other great universal questions occupy my mind as I enter my parked car to drive home. I take an intergalactic short-cut, a road that is less busy at this time of day.
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