"good it is for man not to touch a woman"
(Tertullian)
It's just like the greying
to execrate filth
in light, a woman's walk:
small mouth and wisps
trotting forward--
"Some temple!"
who will try to be reintegrated
to him under the tree
--"Adulterers won't ever attain"--
unshakeable column
of
grey
reading
under
a
tree
