You went to emergency today with a pain in your heart. Tests found no cause so you drove to the stars. You photographed a Gould fish and sent it my way. A pile of silvery trout with yellow-tinged eyes. Like you, I too know a pain near my heart. Too tired of my skin and so shallow in breath. Mouth open in hope of developing new skills — perhaps just in time to remain in this life. Eyes wide and near dry with the shock of it. For us all there’s no knowing tomorrow. That pain that you suffer really is about your heart. Which I know that you know, as do I.
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