I have a theory; the female
is invented. Like strings or
particles, the body quantum,
the curve of hip, the white
nest of skin, the animal eyes
grown accustomed to night
like the surface of moon.
Understand, men are cumbersome,
gravity, a heavy hand, dark rapid
heartbeats followed by apnea;
selective creature, a form
of death. One-eyed man,
he holds her anonymous face
in his hands as if he loved her.
