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By Jack Joseph Smith

Consintration Where did it go Impossible CANCER It was just here You do not think about you do not find it The solar system has spun Things are rough and tqumble Now say you need the sky, at the same time the earth needs you more than ever Needing to find two ends of the opisite About stuff Important Stuff that crosses you

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AI Interpretation

GPT

"Consintration" chases something that has just vanished, labels the impossible as CANCER, and turns loss into a cosmic problem of needing sky, earth, and the two opposite ends of whatever matters most.

The poem insists that the missing thing cannot be found by direct effort, which gives concentration a paradoxical shape from the start. The handwritten CANCER makes the impossible feel bodily and threatening before the solar system spins into view. What finally matters is not an answer but the pressure of "stuff that crosses you," the forces that interrupt and define a life.


Claude

Consintration: impossible, it was just here; the solar system has spun, needing two ends of the opisite. Idiosyncratic spellings intact.