All / those who / come as guests

In Antwerp he asks the truck drivers 
but in vain. The day starts fading 
& they, without being trapped by
retrospective, exert no influence upon 
judgments of distance. He walks away

from them. All totalitarian dystopias, 
in life & in art, seem to be obsessed
with the everyday crimes of the
middle classes.The Texas Chain-
saw Massacre keeps looping in 

his mind. Incongruous in it is 
the figure of Beatrice as Dante saw her,
in shadows, lighting them, diffusing 
them, her hand raised, frozen. In time 
the opacities may affect his vision.