Swerves in Your Eyes

Bend in the way waves
Pile up in the dark—
A change in the waves,

That’s what you go on.
That wave bent this way.
This wave bent that way.

Each bend hints a point,
A thing, fact, mass, quant,
Bump guessed from the way

The waves changed their shape.
So that’s that. The rest
Comes down to the names

You give to the swerves
In the dark, in lives,
In want, in your eyes.