the glass does not hear

the little wooden man
beats both fists at the wall.
attention. attention.

the glass is too thick.

the soundless things outside
do not wave back, do not move.
silence. silence.

the glass covers all.

time moves in a circular dance
of stars in the night and the trees.
be blind. do not see.

the glass stretches tall.

the wooden heart rolls
in the stump that is body.
abstain. abstain.

the glass rises far.

one more crack in that fist
clawed fingers collapsing.
too thick. too thick.

the glass only glistens.

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