a syringe full of blue ink,
not blue blood, not the blood of the fallen,
we cry for thee across deserts and oceans,
across from the Eiffel Tower, in restaurants and bars,
enjoying music and loving life until it is
taken from you.
no, this is syringe of blue ink in a home science experiment.
this simple data point helps science far away
in the heavens, of starlight and cosmic dust,
a blue syringe, a blue droplet, a single angle
on a special optic.
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