By Richard Mather
He watched her take a piss, using the camera hidden in the pan of the toilet.
She wiped herself from back to front, the ‘wrong way round,’ he thought.
She did this twice. He masturbated and came in less than a minute, hundreds of miles away.
She pulled up her knickers, straightened her skirt and left the bathroom.
The voyeur, the Aufklärer, wiped himself clean and looked around,
to make sure he hadn’t been seen.
Everything is transparent except his own activity,
His own transgression.
Everything must be seen, except himself.
A complete possession of the truth, obscene and pornographic.
the scrutiny of the eye is his alone.
The technology of sex, the demystification of the body – even in its most private places.
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