Wait for it to focus, wait and then there she is, the woman between my legs. I see her face, her reassuring smile.

My voice fractures into a thousand shards, little spinning me, little jagged me. Here a glimpse, there a glimpse, fingers inching closer.

I keep an eye on the table to the right, watch the line where the wall meets the ceiling. I don’t trust them, don’t trust lines but then again, I don’t care. Not now.

My laughter shatters the room. I trust her. 

I fade in and out.