I Can Be Whatever. You Can Be

No One Can Live In The Light All The Time.

I Invited Myself. Thought This Table Needed Some Class.

But Sons Are A Different Matter To A Man. More A Duty Than An Indulgence.

Around Us The Night Creatures Have Their Say. We Are Surrounded By A Symphony Of Crickets And Frogs. Neither Of Us Feels The Need To Speak, And I Suppose That Is One Of The Qualities I Find Comforting In Kartik. We Can Be Alone Together.

Theta Crashed Next To Them On The Thick Zebra-skin Rug. “i’m Embalmed.” “potted And Splificated?” “ossified To The Gills. Time For Night-night.