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."