This is a special way of being afraid — first line of third stanza in “Aubade” by Philip Levine
do you feel fear ineffably?
personal, not public — self as an other
the social distance in between
hoax and binaries and stimulus
do you feel subtleties?
curated indoor skies — measuring light
efface negation
imperfect present
do you feel like you are repeating yourself?
ritual or repetition — your reputation
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