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Superficial objections to the superficial
Promote the superficial—
Despite all your objections, you are
Yourself, the hidden star.
The glow, the gas, the dust,
The universe you don’t quite trust—
And yet you have your opinions
Which become certain as you speak
Until you glimpse the immense
Drama, and feel ashamed and weak.
When you kissed her in private you felt like a man
Until you saw, like a scientist, others also can.
Knowledge runs headlong into the wall
Of love—which decides things without knowing anything at all.
