THE FLOATING CAMERA
by David Eide .

A floating camera spots the minutiae of decay
It points to strangers a community of images;

transparencies to the clotted sky.

Enactment's occur. Players pry loose from pockets
of a pageless book. A stranger has a key/

the key!

It wants to capture itself and reawaken on the ragged edge;

edge falls to another night past night noises of happy
         intimation.