Moon Face
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we run from the check at dinner
into a movie theater with modern
seats like sculptures
as the three protagonists
hold hands a fireball engulfs them
and the Earth
and we who have known the
end from the first weep
the three of us holding hands
across the seats I turn to
you and say finally a film where
a depressed woman stars
in the end of the world
what cleaves us
this mantilla of doubt that any-
thing can be without
mourning
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