Kitchen Light

Intro

Two in the morning. The fridge is the only lamp in here.

I could not sleep. You could not either.

Sit down. Hold... just hold...

Part One

I am not going to hurry. Nothing in this house is open yet.

Slide... slow... slide... slow...

All the way up... hold... all the way down... hold...

The kettle is ticking as it cools. Slide... slow... slide... slow...

Part Two

You are looking at me like I am a question you were asked once.

Stroke... stroke... a little quicker... stroke... stroke...

Faster. Stroke, stroke, stroke, stroke.

Hold. Look at me. Hold.

Part Three

Somebody's car goes past. The glow crosses the ceiling and it is gone.

Slower... slower... glide... glide... glide...

Easing... softer... hold...

Now we start again. Stroke... stroke... stroke...

Part Four

Neither of us is going to say a word about this tomorrow.

Quicker. Stroke, stroke, stroke, stroke.

All the way up, all the way down, faster.

Stroke, stroke, stroke, stroke, harder.

Peak

Faster. Faster. Stroke. Stroke. Stroke. Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.

All the way up. All the way down. Harder.

Stroke. Stroke. Stroke. Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.

Hold. Hold everything. Hold.

Outro

Okay. Okay. Breathe out.

Rest... still...

The fridge is loud in here. It is nearly morning.

Leave the cups. Come to bed.