Perfect Sight


I look down
From my gray concrete high tower
I see tiny perfect people
I see shiny toy cars
I see tiny towers too
Perfectly lined trees
Perfectly manicured lawns
Perfectly synchronised paths
I see all and smile in absolute perfection

I look straight ahead
From my glassed window pane
Atop still my tall tower
I see the gray white and black clouds
I see a very strong blazing blurred sun
I see a violent frothy blue green sea
Haphazardly collaged sky
Haphazardly colored ocean
Haphazardly blinding lights
I stare wondering with the smallest of smiles

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