1/18/13 On a plane heading north

not yet the comunity of ants with no room to build out but enough to build up
the lights below look like luminaries
off into the distance the future
by film directors of the 70's and 80's
can't quite tell what it is perhaps
little windows
staring back at this one
a charm braclet below dropped
by a daughter's wrist
from this high up
an X of yellow lights
roads lights up to the cities and towns
below
then darkness
lights the size of fleas not moving
but sucking on the night's ankles