Wednesday, November 17, 2010

7am, Melbourne CBD

I want to sit in the clouds, she said.
Somewhere up on high where people look like ants and the streets stretch forever.
A place to see the sun escape the horizon each day,
to see the storms roll in and shadows lengthen across the city.
Her place with the birds was gifted.
Let height be a beauty filter;
everything (everyone) looks better at a distance.

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