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.