The genius of Chekov

The pot still in her hand,
is the soup too hot?

And in that instant she knows
he does not love her now,
wonders did he ever.

No, it’s fine.
and as she turns
towards the kitchen,
he knows she knows
and he wonders as well.

That he didn’t look up to speak?
The heaviness of her step?

Maybe ninety percent
of the universe
is dark matter

.
.

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