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A Light Disturbance

The room is turned upon itself:
  Squares of slanted light in a sea of ceiling tiles.
Make room for day-dulled carpet, have corporate care,
  as upside-down photons bounce a dangerous dance.

More care, the flickering glow of filtered light
  earned no chance, no right to cast a competitive glow.
Nature eschews the corporate face, and with sartorial grace –
  Traces the source of rays to the faces of the windowed cars.

The wild light beams this parody from the clouded skies:
  A reminder that beauty can even be on February clouded days.
Collude with cars, slanting through glossed curved wings –
  From sky to wings, through glazed things, to clear, bore through
This Brownian Corporate air.

- Simon Huggins, 7th March 2002