But Hell Blamed Closer When She Did That

Gare Montparnasse (The Melancholy of Departure) de Chirico, 1914

[Gare Montparnasse by de Chirico[

But Hell Blamed Closer When She Did That

Saying this, she came near and o

in such simple touchings of free and bequeathed

breathed into the other.

Mangled blame wrapped in silk order and wish color–

orange, fuschia, mauve–rose in a fan out the neck,

tapered to pheasant feathers long above.

Fingers nipped clacks of gold leaf, filly-free.

Neither flew.

Sailing sinews whaled the breast.

Hip lapped hills rounded.

And the woman.

And the woman. Failing to clothes.

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