As if the sky.
As if from the sky and looking down
at cities
or water
as water moves through streets and skies.
Or mountains and deserts
of foreign planets.
Moves as a hatchery
spawning interlacing
necklaces of light.
As honeycombs fractured from glass.
A hive diving into itself
through mirrors and sand.
As if the sky
were a citadel of seeing
a firmament
under water
watching the watcher
scatter and refract
in every imaginable
direction.
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