194.

I.

One day I met an animal
and I happened to have a steak in my hand.
He followed me around for weeks,
sometimes whimpering, sometimes gnawing
at my wrists, and then he learned how to speak
with a human voice and I thought he sounded beautiful
and I gave it to him. Not that I particularly care
about steak anyway, but now
I don't know what to do with my hands.


II.

I did not mean to turn back
into a monster.


III.

On names:

A.) If you call me the right name
I will want to fall in love with you.

B.) I do not dream about people
before I meet them.
I say hello and later say,
"accident." It is easier to not give
a name to the things that happen to me.