Stitch

Steamed fog and too-large glasses.

Rims swallowing the face in an obstruction

of prism and flesh.

The crook of a pipe

the clang of a buckle

strapped--in time--to black patent leather...

and shoe shine.

Motor oil in the creases of knuckles,

and crook of the neck--

Sheperd's crook

on flocks of woolen fog

drawn t h i n .