If you stare, the blood-stained figure stares back,
daring you to ask what it’s like to be a thing.
You turn your face away, and through the window,
you glimpse debris, the farming of bones.
Only then do you realize you’ve been hearing
a vague hammering for some time now,
diamonds of light falling everywhere, darker than blue.
Howie Good's latest book of poetry is The Complete Absence of Twilight (2014) from MadHat Press. He co-edits White Knuckle Press with Dale Wisely, who does most of the real work.