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“The Policeman’s Beard is Half Constructed”
Computer Prose and Poetry by Racter 
Helene spies herself in the enthralling conic-section yet she is

but an enrapturing reflection of Bill. His consciousness

contains a mirror, a sphere in which to unfortunately see

Helene. She adorns her soul with desire while he watches her

and widens his thinking about enthralling love. Such are their

reflections.