Masks and animals

Masks (for AJK.) "Aren't you uncomfortable," you asked enjoining me to climb onto the mattress, from on the floor where I was tying chiral cats' cradles. Both of us were half asleep conversing through the ceiling like we were nine or ten, and were we ever siblings? Where was the fabric of pain we suspended? Where were the words that we used when god arose in conversation, words like "wheel,"…