Ana´s version of the experiment presumes that one observer is
sitting midway inside her body as it is speeding down the 34
story building and another is standing on the roof she is
falling from. She is the train and the train is struck by two
bolts of lightning simultaneously: One is her lover´s hand
pushing her out of the window. Another is the floor crushing her
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w e c s w v s t
Bb :a wave o h a e h
s u r f a c e f e ee
oo like c s s h :a rock.
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Ana enters the room
I enter the room
Ana combs her hair
I comb my hair
Ana takes her clothes off
I take my clothes off
Ana puts her clothes on
I put my clothes on
Ana sees the glass that is too close to the edge
And pushes it closer to the table
I see the glass that is too close to the edge
And push the edge closer to the glass
Ana takes the glass
I take the glass
Ana goes to the window
I didn´t try to stop her
Ana drinks the water
I didn´t try
Ana hands me the glass
I didn´t
Ana falls
Ana falls
Ana falls
Ana falls
Ana falls
Ana falls
Ana falls
Ana falls
Ana falls
Ana falls
Softly a snare a hand
Like
Sleep- a tree
Falls an apple
Like fever silence
Morning
On
An a kick
Empty a slap
Eyelid
a
Like Like
Milk
In slap shadow
An
Open
Mouth a 34-
A kick
Like story
? night
A guillotine
Like a hit
Snow
building a
Like
Like hand !
Like
A from
Thread
Of (in )a feather
Light
On a
Pile a forest
Of a mallet
Avulsed
Teeth
fever
Like a
Jasmine
Blossoms
In an arm a Shepard tone
A
Specimen
Cup a tilia seed
fog
a leaf
a Pomm- Imperceptibly
A - grenade a glove
Like Galah birds Like glass
from the sky
of Adelaide Like a verdict
Like silence Like a plague
Like a circle Like a perfect cadence
A lycoperdon bursts into dust
At the legs of a ladder that leads back to the 34th floor
Where an imaginary curve pulls her back into the void
Successively
With the speed of light
With the precision of a chemical reaction
Refracted like the ripples on a fan or a skirt
A machine that sews
The upper to the lower lip
Each millimeter and a frame
Each millisecond and an Ana
Ana falls
Tenderly Unattained
On a pillow of cells Like a fist on an open door
On a blanket of birds Like a memory in an anechoic chamber
In the belly of an oyster Like serotonin in a blood cell
She is the bolt that strikes
The front and the back wagon
Her bodies bounce like needles
From top to bottom
And from bottom to top
Weaving a web that embraces
Without even touching
A beginning
Or an end
Like
It Didn´t Happen
Death is what does not fit in this poem
The stutter between words
The teeth of the rabbit
Two legs protruding from a terribly white sheet
A note on her palm, found later on, that reads:
Eye bulbs wrapped in magnolia leaves.
To be planted in January.