It was a pale imitation of justice, but all in all
we agreed the testimony rang true. Outside,

the shadows of the houses swallowed
the shadows of the pigeons without flinching.

Some things are easier to absorb than others,
said the judge, using white gloves and what

we finally understood to be an invisible rope.
Before that he’d been trapped in a glass box

which most likely represented the transparent
vows they’d first spoken on that rainy June day,

back when we were so concerned with our finery
we missed the nerves wired under the words.

Michael Bazzett
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