perched on a windowsill
are accosted
by a third before
exploding into early night.
For something so
uncrackable, the code
is awfully
everything shines bright
for a minute—
candle wicks and
For something so
uncrackable, the code
is awfully
simple, right?
On a cosmological scale,
everything shines bright
for a minute—
then it doesn’t. So,
what use
are these little
candle wicks and
flimsy matchsticks?
How involute a tale
can an epigraph tell
How involute a tale
can an epigraph tell
when transmuted to
an epitaph somewhere
in the middle?
