I love to wake up and see you wake up. A line threatened to intervene in my thoughts, to seduce my thoughts, terrify my thoughts. Later, one of the following nights, as we followed each other down through each our idea of it, I could no longer hide the words, the sentences, the images.

Ord. In the night a distant voice had almost fallen asleep. We were still, we were still quivering, quivering down to the smallest details.