Silver City skyline

[kreegahbundalo]

You saw it from outer space.
For you, a frequented locale
Curiosity allows no leisure,
yet nothing but leisure.

Landed at the outskirts
sandy, windy, dismal.
Beautiful.
You walk from the hair to the heart
of a brilliantly shimmering city
full of wonderfully lesser people,

They crawl about, hurried in their routine
barely noticing you standing there, blinking
in the dazzling light and whirling sand,
an all-to-familiar sensation.

Plowing on in hurried happiness,
Who's looking down on who?
For they need no chemicals to fly.