Saturn hovers around
Chiron, “I’m not touching
you, I’m not touching
you,” Saturn teases as he pokes
the Air around the Wound.
Chiron asks the boundary…
"How many more Ways do you want me to ask you, to please obsess about somebody else? Do you feel I deserve to suffer you, endlessly? I cannot banish you, and I will not, but could you please, just stop 'not touching' me."