Smote

Sparks pen sharpness.
Needles tinder.
Shadows box the day
into a package that looks
like the whole world
from any level of zoom.
Watchfulness started this.
Trigonometry pictured it.
And we legibles,
we ate it up
and breathe it down.
May our hands remember
the gloves that made them
while our tools propose
a series of fixation events.
The guidebook for our minute
is entitled Sixty Sextants
and the End of the Ocean.
Astronomers saw us coming
in the form of very old lights
and we, the observers,
take our videos
to prove to the darkness
that something was there
so that one day it was not.

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