Exhausted by sigh, incomprehensible in translation. Taking the talking too far. Away from, incessantly away from. As it transpires it is not always possible to have been there, even when I was.

Then whisper peters out, and in fall finally understands landing as still movement. The impersonal fade floats; for the watching of or as another. And the taking? or for the taking. Leave behind is only a back length away, no heroic lifting of guard reduces confusion breeding confusion over any and every who. Over if at all.