cloudy skies
23:30;i glanced at your station
across mine in the main
room of the observatoryit was obviously
a habitual thingyou were hunched over
your mahogany desk,
eyes squinted
and eyebrows knitted
in concentration
over an informative
discussing murphy's lawwhere did your glasses go?
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Poetrythe romanticization of illness. © BANGTAN KIM completed.