Intimacy is always reserving the rehearsal room. With a push, it makes way. It ousts the water from the basin, the sea from the boat, and familiarizes gestures of removal.
The body is a series of readjustments. Can you make it seem to take an eternity? With gloved hands, or your scarf, there are some things to go after in gangs. Families by the boatload would carry spears and make screaming settlement on the ocean.
Some resident whales we have known like a gesture we take to mean: more this way. And the transient whales like a training for the deep. And off shore the answer swimming out of hearing.
Because you are slow enough; because, like mercy, you repeat yourself. In the morning of the next day, whenever the whale opens its mouth: mountains one moment, nothing but sky the next, and islands frequently, and we perceive by this that he is rushing swiftly to all parts of the sea.
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