"Of me"?
"No cordiality"—
He fathomed me—
Then to a Rhythm Slim
Secreted in his Form
As Patterns swim
Projected him.
That time I flew
Both eyes his way
Lest he pursue
Nor ever ceased to run
Till in a distant Town
Towns on from mine
I set me down
This was a dream.
This is difficult to interpret. She seems to be fleeing from the sexuality of the snake, or her own sexuality. But there are a lot of “Towns” and they seem to be far ahead.  Her escape was questionable. There is a hint that, wherever she goes and whatever town she is in, the snake — her inner sexuality — will follow.
In Winter in my Room 1670