and we walk into the night, she and i and he and them, and we talk of the world before us while a wino pisses along the curb and stumbles across a sewer grate. she hands him gummy bears and he tosses them up into the air and we all scramble with our mouths open. she says to me, while eying him, i’ve given up this thing for something else entirely and i pat her on the head while french poodles nip at his heels. they all dance obscenely but we get a riotous kick out of it while wet nurses jiggle their way into the start of another day.