There's a guy in an art gallery .
Suspended in front of his eyes is a cartoon balloon with code inside
It blocks his view of the woman leaning out of an open window across the way
The woman has a similar obstruction in front of her eyes.
On the roof of the woman's adobe sits someone hunched over and looking lonesome on a bench..
(it looks like dusk has set in )--- or maybe early morn
the housing is all integrated like ancient half-cave mountain housing , but it's a modern city
There's a harbour down below with a ship coming in or going out, but she's not looking at it.
She's looking into the 24 hour art gallery
in the direction of a curly headed thin shouldered young man who is looking in her direction.
Romeo and Juliet in a science fiction setting
they look for each other across the perspectives that tangle and untangle the city
but the symmetry can't save them
even when running parallel to it
there will be no ringing of bells
no holding of hands
until the freeze frame is released from it's mathematics
They look across the divide
One desperate for art
one desperate for air
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