Get high enough
and every body begins to lose scale,
the art of precision in binocular vision
that scans the landscape,
calibrating coordinates, pinpointing
the time without depth perception.
Hovering eyes double everything
but resist the particulars of multiples:
the man, the woman, the child
who dare to look up in the moment
the drone exceeds the limits
of mere representation.
© 2013 Maureen E. Doallas