1:00am, I’m winning.
I punch them left then right, kick.
I go in for the finishing blow.
They catch my eye, I pause.
The night sky dark, and usually blank.
Hosted three lights.
One bright white.
One a dim white.
They hover in a straight line before my window.
Camera in hand, I try to film.
The lights do not appear on camera.
I observe further.
Back to winning.
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