Tell me truthfully
(doctors know all patients lie),
your tear production:
greater or lesser
your current prescription, my
ophthalmologist
asked. Give me a hint,
I said. When I watched last week
Picard's episode
he lives a whole life
in twenty-five minutes, he
has kids and grandkids
he learns to play flute,
when the missile with the probe
launches his best friend,
resurrected, dead
wife, resurrected, appear, his
consciousness returns,
he's Picard again,
then Ryker brings him the flute?
Tears were foggier,
over-copious.
That's excellent news, said my
ophthalmologist.
