through a glass darkly.

You picked
spectacles
to speculate the nature of us.

Thrust half rims
to skim a nose,
nudge past preconceived notions,
a motion
to see
me.

Did you see me
through those glasses darkly,
partly, half-heartedly?

Did we part
when, dear heart,
the sea leapt up to see me,
leaning, beaming, seemingly
soul syndicate
I?

I cram glasses up,
hide behind
spectacles
to speculate everything but
the wishful idea of us.

Thrust bold rims,
bars to brow bone,
break ties to break my heart
charting dangerous waters

to peer through glasses darkly.

(sadness)

Do not grieve the reprieve
                      of skinned knees
or slipped pleas
                      pleasant at 8 in the evening,

dipped in dewdrops
propped open with

                       penulimate promises,

a listing, lilting,

missing, melting,

near faulty, ne'er simple, nearer still.

Still.