GLASS PIGS

GLASS PIGS
by Randall Nicholas

Glass pigs
spun taut around our heads
to let go in thin air
shatter our perception
of correction
in corners of the earth
repulsing rebound
where mercy
stands unorthodox
and kindness
sits imponderable
as stout supports
of temples of prosperity
whose circuits of interdigitated quartz
disdain the pink radiance of porcinity.