Here

True romance.

Dancers Under the Starry Sky (1891-1976), Max Ernst

I’m here for you. I’m not just here for you, I’m here for you and you and you. I’m here to tell you and you and you and you and you and also you — yes you with the eyeballs inside your skull and the feet resting heavily beneath your desiccated knees, you with the sagging heart, the tattered imagination,…