There is a place in time,
on this planet, in an open field
or hidden deeper, a secret fistula
unnaturally joining one unlike space
to another like a hole in the wall
where someone watches her
undress or the tractor beam
that sucks her into the sky.
How far up or down
will these tunnels take her?
In a hallway as long as
the distance from Mars,
she calculates the speed of light
and divides it by eternity.
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