We moved ourselves off the island
Over the wide oceans and across the continent
Into the desert and up the mountains to the place
Where there is snow in winter
It makes a difference, the vast sky emblazoned with cloud shapes
Or swept clean of traces of vapor
It is said the star Betelgeuse may be in the process of exploding
Once the 11th brightest in the sky, it has lost two degrees of magnitude
over only a few weeks
It is important not to get hung up in the fact that what we see now
Happened in fact hundreds of years ago
For us, it is happening now
This is us, seeing back in time
Here we are with a supernova waiting in the wings
Just the thing I always hoped for
Didn't you always imagine how outrageous it would be to watch
See a star expand and brighten and know it was doing something
None of us had ever seen?
None of us are likely to see Betelgeuse become a beacon in the night
it is a slow thing, these star supernovae
I will be watching anyway, whenever it is clear
Outside in my fur slippers
Where the sky stretches into forever
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