words disgorged, clotting whilst meanings ricochet beyond intention, knuckles wrapping glass, elbows glancing hers, skull incessantly nodding, chattering until eyes stick fractionally too long, her sclera agleam, magnetised, as faint flickers of vulnerability flutter from groin to stomach to deliver the pleasures of abstraction in the smoke cloaked twilight of now, in a tremulous excited something spun feverishly forward whilst shorn of determination, pulsating and imbibed, as time is called, as kisses land to drop perfume ahead, gulped and savoured before divergence to tomorrow, to fantasies of an imminent satisfaction, to a life whose indistinct hollow inflates with affirmation, alight in mind, without a thought of suffering, without a single thought of suffering