This is a follow up
On the dandruff on your shoulder
I accused you of bearing
Now I discovered
She had the same kind on hers
And suddenly I couldn't tell
If hers was on your shoulder
Or was it she that was
Or was it yours that were
Or is it you that were on hers
But all in all
You must've been together
Because the odds of windy odes
Having deposited them on both
Is like two atoms colliding
In the grand cosmic void
After an expansive inhalation
Of my lungs
Actually it was in a celestial
Vacuum chamber the vapor trace
Of a subatomic particle
Against the blackness of the
Night skies grotesque immensity
No, I think it is stars I see
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