The Friend comes clapping, at once obvious and obscure, without fear or plans. I am like I am because this one is like that. The Friend comes into my body looking for the center, unable to find it, draws a blade, strikes anywhere. This night there are no limits to what may be given. This is not a night but a marriage, a couple whispering in bed in unison the same words. Darkness simply lets down a curtain for that. Tonight is the essence of night, asking and what the asking wants, generosity and the given, something said back and forth, with God!