At night, their bodies converge. In total –
eight limbs. Somewhat like an Octopus.
At times, she flings her fat leg on him.
Or her hair enters his nose. He sneezes.
His hand finds itself on her stomach.
Sometimes the eyes open, like
cowries. Yes, she is right here. This
Octopus, of two heads and two noses,
is strangely enough, married to itself.