One Hundred Years of Solitude

waiting for him, to teach him
first how to do it like
earthworms, then like snails,
and finally like crabs, until
she had to leave him and lie
in wait for vagabond loves.
Several weeks passed before
Aureliano discovered that
around her waist she wore a
small belt that seemed to be
made out of a cello string, but
which was hard as steel and
had no end, as if it had been
born and grown with her.