So I Kiss Him, And There Is

The Silence Between Us Was So Profound I Thought Part Of It Must Be My Fault.

Spiderlike, I Spin Mirrors, Loyal To My Image.

I Felt Like A Racehorse In A World Without Racetracks.

I Felt Dumb And Subdued. Every Time I Tried To Concentrate, My Mind Glided Off, Like A Skater, Into A Large Empty Space, And Pirouetted There, Absently.

I Liked Looking On At Other People In Crucial Situations. If There Was A Road Accident Or A Street Fight Or A Baby Pickled In A Laboratory Jar For Me To Look At, I'd Stop And Look So Hard I Never Forgot It.