When asked what I thought of her
I said she seems very nice.
Not , though, that I'd been surprised
into a kind of erotic dislike,
an impulse to rape, to taste
in full that austere excise
of everything but the brisk,
buckled, perfunctory, chaste;
feel it unclew,
shudder and go, leaving naught
but wilderness — yes — un-nice
naked necessity. . . .
I am properly ashamed of the thought
and would tell no one but you.