Journey

A half-eaten apple a half-full glass a layer of dregs settled at the bottom of the glass. A morsel of dry bread, smeared with cheese. A bitten morsel, on the counter. A narrow wooden bed, pressed against the wall along the length of this dark little room. One sip together down to the bottom of the dregs. One morsel together down to the last crumb of bread, to the end of the cheese. A narrow wooden bed. One bed! Open your arms! It is night now, night. Together we have reached our destination...