The Great Red Spot of Jupiter
Eyes off the ground
cleared of their motes
look to the heavens
turn amateur dials
altering another eye
flecked moments
shedding red flakes
a windy tempest
just curiosity
it's almost time
why should it matter
wishing against wish
listening to the right music
a rash of no consequence
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