PNS

"stunning."

"hmm? what is?"

"it is. you. your hair."

"oh...thanks."

"....i wish you wouldn't do that."

"do what?"

"thank me."

"well...i'm sorry."

"no."

"no?"

"i believe you."

"then, i'm glad. what's bothering you?"

"me? nothing. except that the clouds are falling apart."

"no, it's more than that."

"how?"

"you're wearing red lipstick."

"yeah?"

"it's devastating."

"...yeah."

"so what is it?"

"maybe it's an End."

"an end? what's ending?"

"me."

"you aren't ending."

"this morning i forgot how to make my heart beat."

"but it was raining this morning."

"it was quiet. did you hear it?"

"hear what? the silence?"

"there was no thunder."

"yeah, you're right."

"...."

"what is it?"

"i envy your autonomic system."

"why?"

"because you don't have to think about it."

"but i have no control."

"look...it's raining."

"your lipstick is smudged."

"...yeah."