cut glass · empty · dry
what remained went, in the end, the way of ink — onto paper or into air. the bottom of the well wears a black silt that will not lift. a long line of earlier letters begins here.
the quill is older still. it lay with the inkpot when the inkpot was full and is still lying with it now — a kind of marriage, a kind of footnote.
field-note · tilt it: nothing moves. a small ghost of indigo at the seam.