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