18 September 2005 | Vol. 5, No. 3
Your Return
Your return brought many surprises.
I hadn't, for example, remembered
your habit of calling me Herman Tinklewip,
or your fascination with the sound
of my fingertips on your skull. So now
that I'm here hovering above you,
sprawled out like a mud-covered millipede,
how could you expect me to know
anything about the curve