The clock is dressed in drag, I mean it wears
space instead of its own proper aspect
but if it wore itime/i, would it disappear
isn't visibility an effect
of transvestism, that shield pastime whose
crosscasual aim unmasks the eye: must you
assume the costume of the other to
be here, to present the sense with an ess. . .
Narcissus saw his guise decked out all ruse,
but if there were none, what would our true clothes
consist of, our rig rags, our regalia-
Whose dapper element dons us: Einstein's
continuum-or Flaubert's condence
that, come the same, the Bovary c'est Moi?