High above the smog stained city,
a bright fire dashes across the sky
it's radiant star storming light bathes
the artificial below. And in moments
it has passed; fled the moon and her
horizon for another uncountable age.
But no one has noticed and that which
is never seen can not be forgotten.
So while the heavens gave its cosmic
show, most were too busy: the Idol
was on.
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