A Sort of Running Dialogue Between Friends

  You appeared to be rising, the shifting background would begin to impose enshrouding your upper half, leaving just one leg visible. Now at a glacial speed, now skipping a few moments & jumping ahead of itself. Your posture sustained the same face, you didn't seem to mind -through the wonder & perambulation of your viscera externalized- your environment acting on it's curiosity. From the start it liked to share in your breath, your inhalation as well as the pressure that bore no visible roots & was all surface: it's release of breath. The place where the two met regular enough to be taken for granted, but in your static pose both could relish the momentary touch. We could say, "Your habitat has really gone to some lengths to include you", but this would be a negligible response for it has always been that considerate.