His watch watches him. He does not know what to do. Her departure is too literal as she walks out the door. Her figure is so disguised in the coat she put on for it. You don’t need to know anything about me. You shouldn’t. Let me be loose. The part he plays is Can this really happen? His watch gives him no excuses for how late he finally draws the line, in the drawing the chance that it so happens. It is a drawing of a way out, the door she was not meant to leave by.
10 May 1973