Bolshevescent

You stand far from the crowd, adjacent to power.

You consider the edge as well as the frame.

You consider beauty, depth of field, lighting

to understand the field, the crowd.

Late into the day, the atmosphere explodes

and revolution, well, revolution is everything.

You begin to see for the first time

everything is just like the last thing

only its opposite and only for a moment.

When a revolution completes its orbit

the objects return only different

for having stayed the same throughout.

To continue is not what you imagined.

But what you imagined was to change

and so you have and so has the crowd.