Breathless bedfellows
Godards Breathless. Her lovely Peter Pan blonde hair. His mashed up nose, fat lips and hard chest. They talk in bed.
Would you rather feel grief or nothing? They disagree.
We look each other in the eye but what for?
She asks ... what does bonkers mean?
That's me.
I wonder if I’ll ever share another exchange like theirs.
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