Hunch girl, and the crow will carry you out

H

unch girl, and the crow

will carry you out, what

stealth | passing as an

armored egg, shining, I bargain

too: you fail/I quit. It’s only

a leap, | simple, and you slip

anyway on moss, under the heft

of your heavy shin guards. | I’ll

admit for you, those hulking

crystal men are pretty I | will

shatter them and you can take

their entrails, draw | your sword

and set their heads on rings

or diadems in clay. | Imagine

running numbers, so much

data pulsing is like shining,

talks like libretti.