truth or consequences

Yesterday I attended the theatre.  I seated myself,
thinking I must be early.   Perhaps I fell asleep,  I
do not know:  I assert only that when I lifted my head
the columns had fallen,  weeds withered among
dusty marble tiers,   and glaucous lizards rhythmically
were breathing the somnolent noon;   and it seemed
I was in Tunis.  What meanings might obtain from this?
There could be several.










    -Evan S. Connell 
Notes from a Bottle found on a Beach at Carmel




















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