an alley of red brick houses;
the sky is obnoxiously blue
and my legs feel unstable.
i look up.
the sky has infinite dimensions
my eyes soar out of the universe
i see a glinting-
from behind a tall house
a crumpled object peeks out
copper wrapping, a scrunched up quality street wrapper
crinkly in the light breeze,
it's ascending
steadily, a constant speed.
it seems balanced with the sky, the reflecting pink-hazel shadows and the purple tainted blue are dreamlike as my eyes follow the ascension:
which continues up and up and up and out into the atmosphere and out
then suddenly i realise
how small my peripheral really is
