GLASSSCAPE

Signal glitch is a cut flower
                                    ghost, aghast
in the digital cable:

                                 Zildjian copper
dapple on the valley
                         flashing’s ½” crimp,

concussions of thunder,
                                     ninjutsu rain,
the terrapin road a rutted

                        tain & down-shifting
into the glare, as if staring
                      at someone’s obsidian

eyes to figure out who
                              filmed her: moiré
of birch at one edge

             of the pasture, canary grass
swaying alarm,
                                   while a Lazar-

us us is us
              -hered by the afternoon to
rise, receive the storm