8.01am It would kill them
9.50am. The tips of fingers in back flesh
10.48am. Her hand clambers up a ladder in her wooly tights
11.44am For the third time that morning
MIDDAY. Kneecaps clash, it was a mistake.
2.45am. “I can’t stand up now, look”
3pm. Her mind drifts
3.12pm. A belt buckle hits the ground
4.52pm. While the house is still empty
4.53pm. An unsatisfying kiss - but still, anyway
5.20pm. His skin is pale, he is tall and he has a belly. He is short and lithe
6.30pm. After the news
6.42pm. “I love you” I don’t
6.43pm. The bed as clammy as their skin is - dazed.
6.58pm. Fingers in each others mouths
8.12pm. The first time of the night
8.18pm. Embarrassment
9.44pm. They pause to pick hairs from off of their tongues
9.50pm. The cat opens the door of the room
9.56pm. A hand each to stifle the sound
10.42pm. They are still angry with each other
10.51pm. An elaborate knot
11.23pm. “Oh dear God”
11.55pm. Both of them know it will be the last time
11.56pm One of them wonders if it will be the last time
12.10am Gasping for contact
1am The smell of alcohol
2am The smell of cigarettes
2.31am With the wrong person
3.58am Outside
4.23am Jazz music
5.01am The best there ever was
6.22am They think about each other while they kiss necks in different beds
7am. You can’t complain.