Aaah he understood
the stranger
the stranger at the unknownunrealised cold deep iceclotted
river bank
inside the limegreen car
limegreen
was
worked into his quilted bedspread
the
stranger
wasnt a woman
she was female
female
she
sat drew her legs in shut the door the car lurch forward went over the edge knifed
into the river like stone and was gone
WAIT
she would have heard
him
but she wouldnt have understood him
didnt understand English
didnt understand any word
any human being woud have utteredSCREAMED
she wasnt human
she was a cat
leftie
when she entered the car
she was doomed
he couldnt have saved hernot in
his dreams
not his dreamed-selfnot his dreaming-self
death like a cold river
erases
us
except for memories
a mosaic hes always had to contend
with
waking asleep
the fabric that shrouds him
afternoon, Sunday,
19 1. 25
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