The Dioskouroi. Was it those dangerous twins
Who had come knocking at the door to warn you
To leave the building
At once, immediately
Before an earthquake struck?
It was also an earthquake, you see,
During the middle of that night while
We enjoyed the gifts
Of our wealthy host,
Which had made us become invisible.
Epiphanies are out of place these days
Even for a man studying metaphysics,
But I happen to know,
You once wrote a tale,
Which included a visitation by an angel,
And I have been struggling with invisibility too,
Trying to close that crack in the door again,
Since the news broke
Of her terrible illness,
Unable to find words to say to the two standing there.
So it is possible, one of us goes back afterwards
To identify the bodies of all the guests
Because he can recall
The order of us all sat
Around the table, to make us live again.
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