One OвАЩClock at Night

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One OвАЩClock at Night

Though you had never possessed me

I had belonged to you since the beginning of time

And sleepily I sat on your chair beside you

Leaning against your shoulder

And your careless arm across my back gesticulated

As your indisputable male voice

roared

Through my brain and my body

Arguing dynamic decomposition

Of which I was understanding nothing

Sleepily

And the only less male voice of your brother pugilist of the intellect

Boomed

as it seemed to me

so sleepy

Across an interval of a thousand miles

An interim of a thousand years

But you who make more noise than any man in the world when you clear your throat

Deafening

woke me

And I caught the thread of the argument

Immediately assuming my personal mental attitude

And ceased to be a woman

Beautiful half-hour of being a mere woman

The animal woman

Understanding nothing of man

But mastery

and the security of imparted physical heat

Indifferent to cerebral gymnastics

Or regarding them as the self-indulgent play of children

Or the thunder of alien gods

But you woke me up

Anyhow

who am I that I should criticize your theories of plastic velocity

вАЬLet us go home

she is tired

and wants to go to bed.вАЭ