We are playing a game late into
morning. We forget how it goes but
move pieces nonetheless. If we

need to be kinged we give each other a
decadent compliment. Your kissing is
tremendous. When we eliminate

some part of the opposite brigade by
means of jumping, we indicate
no harm was intended by offering an insult

of same dislikeness. Your sister can
be very judgemental sometimes. We
don't know woh was ahead and rate the pleasure

derived from an evening together by holding
paint chips to our foreheads when it's
dawn at last. Joy is measured by the color's

closeness to red.