Drunk, he goes down on his knees

to take her penis in his mouth,

arms stretched to stroke his breasts.

Swallows her sperm.

Between A and not-A:

identical children,

lingering like cubs.

There is a moment when the taxi driver

gives his name the slip, through a tunnel

driving to a field where he will kill you—

you feel that you will be paralyzed

when it’s got that far.

If high-school students don’t know how to spell a word,

they sometimes keep their options open by writing the letters

so that the a and e, for instance, merge.

Ovid, in retrospect: Chaos: a crude, unstructured mass,

nothing but weight without motion, a general conglomeration

of matter composed of disparate, incompatible elements.

Identical children between A and not-A

squatting and kneeling, lingering like cubs

surrounding prey, disassembling

a keyboard, prying out the letters.