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As night fell
sans paramour
and spoordrawn into dance
he came to the city
city of obelisk
and risk
tambourine, turkspleasure
swarthy muleteer
the abominable Berthe
à plat ventre
(they say she will have none of any other position)
he drank
vin blanc
in the Café of the Two Hemispheres
ignored
the Sisters of Mercy
the gentle supplication
of the peanut vendor
the vendor of lotteries
and
loathe to offend her
told
the abominable Berthe
a plain untruth
about his condition
not held
by the gay synopsis
of murder
the little red cavalry in the third column
(the paper bored him
humanists bred him
logic cured him)
he ordered oysters
—a broken acrobat, a strangled nude
possibly one of the Merciful Sisters
—and counted the shells
the café spread
a helio lance
in the hollow ingot
of his isolation
(the oysters were no consolation)
truthfully
he would have settled
for something rather less than a woman of the Ptolemies.
From Merlin, Volume 2 Number 1, Spring-Summer 1953