The view from glass towers is the same as from gutters
below -
skewed, distorted figures
as if fairies and giants create new forms bulging from old,
towering and shrinking from view,
punctured wings bent, and shoulders heavy carry the weight.
For a solitary moment, dazzling light catches perfection,
an observed perception
honestly hollowed by wind and fire,
never the same pattern twice sprouts new life,
I came home to find their toes in my window
and all they wanted was to eat
to fill-up on all I had to offer,
dine with divine scoundrels if you want to be served.
skewed, distorted figures
as if fairies and giants create new forms bulging from old,
towering and shrinking from view,
punctured wings bent, and shoulders heavy carry the weight.
For a solitary moment, dazzling light catches perfection,
an observed perception
honestly hollowed by wind and fire,
never the same pattern twice sprouts new life,
I came home to find their toes in my window
and all they wanted was to eat
to fill-up on all I had to offer,
dine with divine scoundrels if you want to be served.