Barry Schwabsky
Rendezvous with a Sarcophagus

From Tether 4, pages 99–111

So this is about a visual intoxication. It is the intoxication of the ones who look, whether this one who touches in order to look or those for whom looking and touching are one—as is the case for the woman whose drapery is being pulled down; she looks, not at the boy who is doing this, but at the one to her own left.