CANCER

The CANCER Woman

. . . Echoes fade and memories die:

Autumn frosts have slain July.

Still she haunts me, phantomwise, Alice moving under skies Never seen by waking eyes.

SCORPIO

The SCORPIO Man

And her eyes immediately met those

of a large, blue caterpillar

that was sitting on the top with its arms folded, quietly

smoking a long hookah . . .

The caterpillar and Alice

looked at each other in silence,

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