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.