Yes I am aware
from the sum of various flanges
and tangents, wavering, waving
and creeping in around the edges,
From emanation and penumbra
I neither tune out, try to shut out,
look away, nor ignore,
nor seek further into
just yet. I am again aware
That Something Atrocious
Has Happened. I even
have some idea
as to where.
I know also:
That it's too late
for me to powerfully
intervene to prevent
the thing, and:
Also: that no realization,
analysis or interpretation
I have to bring to bear
upon the thing, its causes
or effects, will do the slightest
good. Just yet, and
in all probability forever!
My "take" will be
and do
no good.
Pardon me therefore
if I might (under such
conditions as always
or almost always
obtain) hesitate
to dive in
to it.
Whatever it is,
specifically. I'm aware
of where it hit.
The foretaste and backwash
of vicarious grief has already
sunk a gut-punch in the stomach, but
I know
from experience
how much that'll get us.
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