Two pair of binoculars, both are broken,
chewed by the dog. I want to see
the furthest focused point- the last time
I believed. What glass sees inward...

that far inward?

Inventions men make like stain removers,
bag-less vacuums, alcohol free wine,
antidepressants and good fathers
often disappoint. I envy cavemen, simply

hungry predators who use their hands.

That's all- two hands to take what
they are missing. No instructions needed,
no adjustments, no disclaimers,

no false advertisements.

Did you know, the naked eye
can visualize a star so far away,
a little fuzzy. Like love.

Invent that.

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