turning to and fro
examining himself
discarding the ones he doesn't deem fit he goes to face the world
she stands in the corner silently watching him
wishing he would just come to her naked
by eileen
andrews reply:
as he picks up the dresses
they melt
and burn
eileens reply:
he picks up the attitudes one by one and tries them on
turning to and fro he constantly examines himself
some fit some do not and all are taken off
a crumpled bloodstained heap on the floor
she stands in the corner across the room
watching
he walks over to her naked
her comment: just a different slant