Conversation April 28, 2015 1:08:48 PM – 1:10:24 PM

I sailed around on the surface of everything.

You dragged me down to the outermost mountains. The books rested around the coffee.

And we awoke. Occasionally, you spoke some words I did not understand.

It is the wind blowing tunes through the rushes. The ladder up to the sentence: I was the one who called the police.