Lessons From The Darkness Poem by Darlan M Cunha

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There's no telling how sterile it is on the side
dark of the moon, this is of little importance
say the neighborhood butcher, a gari, an acquaintance
loan shark, and a small land owner,
for which the subject moon or mars is so far away
that neither the horizon nor the infinite go there.
"From sterile, my wife is enough, or I" - said a town councillor -
but we don't know, because we weren't
to the doctor, three years after they were married
despite the in-laws with their claws open, on top.