Shutter out the noise with closed eyes. Lilac clouds drift. Tapdance steps, she hops away down the hall. Sea horses, surf, bobbing together. She ducks a Doctor, hear her faint cackle.
Clouds melt together.
He gooses her behind the medicine cabinet in the nursing station. Pink clouds, sea horses drift, touch-dance, noses away. And we gallop, the two of us before breakfast onto the beach swoosh cold, into the waves. Shuts your breath right off. His legs are longer.