Thank’s Krishna, I need all the time I can get. Do I stay or do I go now? Which now do I pick (containing which bed?) It’s halfway between late and early. Think. Think think think. Ok, make lists, check in, get rational because there’s a now moment just there, you see it? They’re all crowding in now everything else is still. See it? That’s it just there. It’s close, that now when I’ll need to know what I think about this.
Do I go now
What selfimposed enigma?
I was drunk or buzzed or whatever an hour ago, but not hungover yet. Not that high. I’m fine: driveable.
What selfinvolved enigma?
There’s at least three, maybe four guys in this room and another on the balcony entwined in the sargasso friend zone, who would help me scoop up Drunkalinda and insert her into my car so I might drive home maintaining constant uniform acceleration, her upper body arranged along parallel lines to the passenger window meeting at infinity. Unless she pukes.
What selfevident enigma?
The height of the open window exceeds the arc of her body whilst vomiting. She’ll vomit into the door her face intersecting at a 90 degree angle the top of the window (recessed). She can ride in the back seat with a trash bag.
Do I stay
What play of forces, inducing inertia, render departure undesirable?
The invitation from the one to share his bed: the proximity of an occupied bed, obviating research: the anticipation of warmth (human) obviating desire and rendering desire desirable. The simultaneous invitation from the other one to share his bed: sound entwined with Echo.
Am I entering a lair or ambush of lust or adders?
Probably. There are snakespirals and pendent viper radii loose in every coming now. See them? With everything in an eternal pause I can’t know if they are coiling or uncoiling. Will this now coil and create a universe? What about that one? Will that now uncoil and destroy my world? The odds are 20:1.
What personal objects are perceived?
To the north: tall, fair, blue, has a laughing kind of a voice. To the west: short, dark, brown, disposed on the floor, coiled. To the south: tall, dark, blue, watching me and watching me: perpetual inaction originating in and repeated to infinity.
The simultaneous prospects of each render me unavailable to any.