Silly sweaty Human palms back, neck, bones, legs smelly sheets and shiny foreheads Two whole lives, tangled up in Swedish stitching the behaviour of the limbs unaccounted for A maze of senses contained by cotton, linen, sometimes silk it might be dusk, dawn, daylight, night-time Who knows? Who cares? Toes are touching and the sound that canβt be explained is every cry and laugh and every life everyone who ever lived and every creature that has died So kiss like a button got pressed and thereβs three minutes to live