Spear

(for KK.) I am the window's pane of glass, sky- stained like the eye's lens refracting the mind's heart into future tenses. I am the sublime force wind deploys to shuffle cards, invisible, howling, flying one by one away: fate's inevitable lacunae, the missing pasts. I am the hidden point of infinity in the vase's void. Essentially I am you, Arjuna, prince victorious crowned in happiness. Now…