Alone Again Or AndMoreAgain
'Where would you be if it were not for me', she said with scorn
He thought deeply
& lost himself
among the Matto Grosso indians & Mayan temples.
She repeated her question
spat out with venom, more like a command or a demand.
This time he had to shake himself free, from the Billy Liarland of the imagination
lost in the Himalayan foothills in a rickety wooden bus.
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