8 Keeps Her Word

 

 

 

8 feels close to the glass man

who is not threatening, not threatening

 

unless jagged, not jagged if transparent,

if aquamarine. 8 can see her breath

 

on the glass man; she knows what she’s said

& to whom it matters. 8 withdraws to

 

the orange tree in the orange grove, & there is

the glass man among the chartreuse nebula.

 

Seeing the glass man in the darkness, seeing

the glassy sea of him, 8 is mesmerized

 

by the manner of him, by the invisible

door through which she enters him.