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Feb 2015
Piano dances on ears
Melody adorning perception
a Panoramic view of sky
Dome-like;
Much closer here on the Islamic whale-road
Constellations span the air like
Insects floating on an oil slick.
One point
Is pin-pricked out.
Pinnacle of earth
This, the center of our world.
Endless nations oscillate on a shared axis
Waves and space
Are flung out to sea
Cloud and man
Fall away to nothing
And nothing
Nothing but this spinning top of sky
Earth, hairs, leaves, sunburn,
All is captured by this.
(unedited)
Written by
Sydney  England
(England)   
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