I think of it as a partner--
A capriciously indifferent
Partner immune to persuasion,
Yes, but a partner nonetheless.
I have conversations with it
In which I address it complaints
Or offer sage observations,
Describing nature to itself.
Occasionally I do wish
For things, for improbable luck,
For a message explicitly
Addressed to me, something helpful.
Most of all, I confess, I think
Of the two of us as a pair,
A closed system, each comprising
The other. I do not despair.
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