31 To Douglas Those who transgress the law of cyclic motion Inhale the scent of woman in the smell of man, With tears made waterproof, with eyeballs rolling, Twelve ages of the year, four seasons of the day. They smell a man in the disguise of woman. They teach the day the touching blindness of the night. They trespass on the night with eyes of mooncraft -- With any form to show, with any form to hide. Those who evade the numbers of the ladder, Those who escape the gravitation of the wheel Awake in June, have breakfast in December, As man or woman in the Fall, they fall asleep.


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