Orange dots, small

Small orange dots.

Small orange dots
A town
Dismantled by darkness
Such a delicate
Cluster
Of candle-fire
Floating on
A fictional river.
Strung out lanterns
Of mystic grace.
Disfigured, no guessing its size
No knowing its
Grotesque architecture
Simple and
Discretely tucked
into
The night.
And somewhere
There
A connection,
I suppose...
for now
only small
orange
dots.