oh what is written on this page
and how connected to this other
the words are most important
not the glue that holds the book together
perhaps in this light you can see
what seems to be invisible
pushing against the limits of sight
and derision
How could that glue be more important than the book
when the pages have now come loose and rebuke
all order
she was glue
she was invisible glue
and now the book she held together is gone
you mourn the missing words
and speak of Herculaneum
and when the scrolls were put aside
until some scientist could peer into them
and see how the ink stood out from the ashen pages
perhaps one day you will see me as I am
invisible glue
and in the meantime
you will celebrate
nothing but what I hold together
