I was a man
and I was trying to save a woman in danger.
I picked her up in my arms
and flew.
Flying like a frog swimming in air
I ditched our nameless pursuer
and landed. There was a guy
waiting for us
who looked
like a king.
Caught.
Now I have to accept the punishment
for saving the woman.
First,
we have to take a shower.
The effect is to loosen
the skin from the muscle
until it peels off.
The woman
picks up the pieces of my skin and
holds them in her hands
and says: I will love each of these
as I loved you.
And I thought: This is what is called
Fetish. And suddenly it came to me that the origin
of the word is fe- as in female, soft, loving, silken —
plus -tissue. Like tissues flying.
Voicing particles waking in waves
over a living body
of water
loose at last