Being Partial

I was a man and I was trying to save a woman in danger. I picked her up in my arms and flew. Flying like a frog swimming in air I ditched our nameless pursuer and landed. There was a guy waiting for us who looked like a king. Caught. Now I have to accept the punishment for saving the woman. First, we have to take a shower. The effect is to loosen the skin from the muscle until it peels off. The woman picks up the pieces of my skin and holds them in her hands and says:I will love each of these as I loved you. And I thought: This is what is called Fetish. And suddenly it came to me that the origin of the word is fe- as in female, soft, loving, silken — plus -tissue. Like tissues flying. Voicing particles waking in waves over a living body of water loose at last