and roofs baking in the sun.
People so furious they burn
with tears and rage inside
and cool water.
Lanterns sparkling at night like fireflies.
Babies staring, so quiet, not understanding.
Peace, and war, and starbells.
Ants carrying leaves to feed the fungus they grow underground
because their genes tell them to and they follow the path laid for them
People stopping, and looking up, and raising their heads, and seeing
for the first time ever in their lives
that something is different,
something has changed,
something is new.
Birds take off from thin, twisted black wires that cut the sky.
The air is filled with booms and cracks and silence.