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I like the argument that man is alone in the universe,
and ipso facto its most intelligent being.
It proves there is no God, or if there is,
it’s the god of low SAT scores.
Astronomers debate the dark matter between stars.
I picture a conversational pause with a Bush apologist,
each party wondering, What planet?
If I read the moon right tonight, there is no reading it.
If I tell my kid sister the stars are eyes twinkling,
why do their cold winks give me the shivers?
The smartest kid on our block couldn’t jump-start
his engine if he was stuck in the wrong end of town
and his life depended on it. I can’t read my tax form.
I fix his cars, he interprets the IRS,
and under Earth’s starry hood,
we solve the problems of the universe.
Read by Tim