WITNESS

WITNESS

Got a Hail Mary
thrown
     at me from the depths
of deep space

on a clearer trajectory than
Oumuamua or Atlas 3I

my fingers grown too fumbling
to ever again
play
        wide receiver

contest-catch stuff from the stars
here in the red zone
          as I might well
have before

steeling myself for the reception
of whatever terrible truth
I guess
     hereby
singled out to bear human
witness too, unashamedly
                                  share

before the opportunity
be lost
forever

     to move
      on that message

however
     impossible the translation
despite
whatever be
broken
          threaten
to get

knocked out of my hands
slip through my fingers

drop to
the floor

dash
any hope of repair.

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