dimentions

Illusion of wind, grayness,
painfull crackling haze,
none other than mist,
blurred fog, vapors--

what were men before ships,
how came them crost the sea?
how came them to the castle?
with wings, or within
some thing's belly?
or by translation?
what were men
before boats,
before swords?

the eye of  the child sees it,
the striking viper,
sightless at the apex,
sees it and knows
that there are certain times
when all things are
without vision,
and therefore cannot
always maintain
a lily's serenity

in the night are flying things,
demons, spewing hallogens
and other glowing gasses,
treading the atmosphere,
trodding the clouds
made of lead and gold,
secreting droplets of
gasseous iron,
nuclear and sun-rich
the air-sponge
absorbing

brilliant in color,
more than brilliant--
and yet do i pass
unnoticed. the only
other thing other
than themselves and
in all that colored light
i go unnoticed