Reverification of The SensesShe was closing in
all the spaces:
it was what he didn’t say
more than what he did;
he couldn’t even figure.
He allied himself with time,
waiting it out,
She fell into bed with
a woman in a silk man’s suit.
Imagine! she called him back
from his computations:
you’re on a beach-
do you see yourself or
are you you.
He sees a submarine.
She feels a wet leg
slide between hers.
She can’t believe it.
We’re too much alike,
she concludes:
very hypnotisable.
A six year bad trance.
Again, hallucinations.
Hortensia Anderson****************
RL
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