Eric Roller † Late Night Semantics

Imagine this, I say to your back, as you fall asleep tonight: Everything in this world struggles. Borneo elephants and cutthroat eels, black bean aphids and carpenter ants, sand oak trees and spear thistle; prokaryotes and Aristotle once upon a time.

This marriage, I say under pillow

Your reply dies there in the space between us: Doesn’t the house need painting?

after I thought sleep had taken you.