After Ecstasy Next Morning On the phone to her- The all of it. reduced to words- How lovely the way we redefined wrong. Yes, she agreed, then slowly in a hush, it went beyond pleasure, beyond fun. They laughed without gaiety. I feel numb, he said, and hung up to begin what he'd later describe as a long slide into himself. Conversation with others seemed like chatter. Work felt like work. He'd call her up and say things like Holy Shit, which she understood to be accurate -Stephen Dunn
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