eight or so mi(n)utes

if the sun exploded
it would take about
eight minutes before
we knew that it happened
i would imagine
in that brief period
i would have sent
all my love to you
at least one time
just an absent look
out the window
your smile locked
in the errant thought
and a soft contented smile
dashing across my face

if the sun exploded
in the eight or so
minutes before everything
goes so very wrong
i would be satisfied
telling you i love you
and then being vaporized
it is one of my
most sacred truths
and a fitting way
to say goodbye to this
tragic accident of woe

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