The infinite city extends in every direction.
there are boulevards, avenues, galleries, lanes, canals,
gateways, courtyards, corridors, stairs and steps,
intricate half-lit chambers.
There are no exits.
the passages lead inward into density and madness
And out towards complexities and shape.
Or the reverse.
From above, it is a neverending labryinth,
From beneath, a spectacular sky: a fluid allegiance of light,
shadow, sound, movement.
From within, an endless library of maps unfolding time.
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