KAFFEE KLATSCH (2)
I got up, went to the loo, returned to my seat. I ordered another coffee and another piece of cheese cake. She sat there, staring and smiling, her hair knotted, her face frayed.
'Just who are you?' I said.
'I'm all that constrains you, alarms you, condemns you
'Your sadness and fear and regret.
'I'm your conscience and memory,
'Psyche and soul.
'Aren't you thrilled that we've - once again - met?'
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