a shower of little white stars flies horizontally into
     a bright cosmic spotlight
clouds of dust and smoke and matter fog and flicker
     blinking and blacking out any view of the
     miniature planets below
millions of yellow dots create formations of swirling masses that
     meet and watch and kiss one another
lovely novas wink and die out when no one watches
gridded galaxies mirror above
as miniature blocks slide down curved paved paths
     and shooting specks of matter zip and zoom, two by two
two hovering crafts blink in salutation
red, white, white -- as one touches down an array of tiny white
     scratches stain the pristine, pitch black sky
i bear witness to a host of intergalactic calamities
all from the comfort of window seat, 19F
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