it looks like
a giant swelling
that glows slightly
inside
i mean
the shape is fine
nothing worrying
about that
i might be the edge
noticably darker
as though it has a skin
a skin in trouble
is it the glowing
that gives the threatening air
the feel of risk
of danger
no
i think it’s the light itself
the relative strength
of brightness to dark edge
the way it lights
its own centre
a hardcore
a foul energy
it’s pure illusion
conceptual paradolia
there was no seen thing
just a malign form
which was lost
after a moment
the wind as always
took it and reshaped it
turning it back into
just another lumpen
grey and white blob
above the city’s horizon