I was trying to tell you
about the code.
Did you understand?
I want you to.
Like blueprints, information is embedded
in the lines and symbols
and even in the paper itself.
(the crispness of the letters, or lack thereof: the steadiness of the hand)
It's not that I can't read it. I can,
like I read the hummingbird outside the kitchen window. like that.
I know what it is, but who knows what it means?
object, object, subject, blame.
Exclamation points in all the wrong places.
The refusal to explain.
None of that makes sense.
See how the light comes in the window now that you moved the wall?
That makes sense.