The French in the Trees

Flip it so that it is an oblique
the way that
you would take a piece
of clear glass
and set it on edge
to see that it is green.
You know...
on edge the way that
heat is on the blacktop.
It turns all quicksilver.
Only from far away.

This is the only way
that I can really see you.
If I look at you face on
all I can see is some guy.

You are the only one
who still believes me
when I say that cicadas
are actually tiny Frenchmen
going "Heh, heh, heh - heh, heh, heh."
So you can live here with me
and the tiny Frenchmen where
clear glass has a color
and so does heat.