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© 2049 by Jeff Wing. of course you've heard of him.

Tilt Your Head Back

Tilts his head back to administer the eyedrops,
then swings it forward and down when the stinging begins,
a brief but pleasant burst of vertigo as the unchambered fluids slosh
from one section of the braincase to another

head droops and minutely lurches to the
ponderous beat of a lumpen heart
he wonders, apropos of nothing
if there isn’t some
lamplit alleyway in a city or town
near the Mediterranean coast
where someone is vomiting,
sickened by drink or tainted shellfish.
This isn’t the much-vaunted ‘Sense of Wonder’,
but merely frank, workaday wonder.
Note: they are the same thing.