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"Prediction of Robert's Death",
From Volume II of Love in Transition SM, Chapter XVIII, p. 162

"If I'd known you were comin', I'd of baked a cake
baked a cake
baked a cake
If I'd known you were comin', I'd of baked a cake
how cha do, how cha do, how cha do
Now I don't know where you came from and I don't know where you've been
But it really doesn't matter, grab a seat [sic] and here's a platter
and we'll dig dig dig right in."

            Robert, Robert,  I write you an ode . .

      "Paula, do you think I've changed?"

            "You don't get angry so quickly."

            "No, not so susceptible to outside . . . concussion.

            "There's a way in which people gradually contract around their essences . . . The point I keep coming back to—is to do something about our essence.

            "If I tried to take advantage of you, I knew there would be an instantaneous arrival of negative angels. That wasn't even me."

            "Well, it wasn't me either."

            "No, it wasn't you! I'm assuming it wasn't you. But I keep thinking maybe you—you—know something. And if you do, tell me.

            "You remember, we're going to find the Ariadne thread. I'm there with the Minotaur. Now help . . .      "For the last time, now maybe you can understand this. I'm an ironist. You've never played with me. I want to play with you, on the highest level.

            "And one thing more: there's a touch of melodrama in this. And we should avoid those Third Acts. I thought you didn't like them. There are all those raven people. And I'm not one of them."

            "It's such a trudging feeling to go step by step holding onto the rope, dragging the little . . . corpse behind."

            "Nonsense. It's a Mercedes! It's a helicopter!"—short, staccato, joyful. "This is our lowest moment, and if we can get through this, we might"—as if he were climbing those stairs again—"see a glimmer of light."

            "Only a glimmer?"

            "What do you want—a sunburst?"

            "Yes."

            "Well, say the magic word. It's Abracadabra."


           "I think I was something of a gymnasium for you.

           "If you can go, I wish you well. Put a stamp on it and mail it to Jesus, saying 'This is what we made of it.'

    "But perhaps this is our Thermopylae.

     "The only thing that remains,
    and that's because it's been un-
    sublimated—
    is much feeling.

     "I wanted to carve an image into you
    "to pull some shadow across your psyche."


LITTLE CHAPTER, p. 163:

Paula went off
But the bomb it did not

             For it would be Robert the bomb who went off. And what would happen when he really did GO OFF? That would be all it took, like the end of the world that day when it came—the explosion and
pain— Well, he was a bomb, wasn't he? And then one day he
would—go off

  

From p. 171:

    The square root of Time Square was TIME, of course
    Blackout in an avenue. And suppose—
    no, it wasn't Time Square
    For that was the "Avenue Robert walked down"
    TIME SQUARE


From p. 173:

Handed down, generation unto generation
A pass
A KEY

One gets out of the Labyrinth only
with the
SKELETON
KEY

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