Today latticed with songs and compound triple time. Hung
other times (such as late at night) with green-scaled dragons,
golden bridges, tilted bonsai trunks.
More often stretched across with traffic;
the commuter’s weave of fumes and crush.
From a vantage point above the screen, ideally
the viewing platform on the super moon,
we may all see
that which is not for the human eye too keen
a near proximity to the far off poem.
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