ME: What are you made of?
SOLDIER1: We don't ask questions like that here.
SOLDIER2: We keep
BOTH: still
SOLDIER: We keep.
Quietly, I walk to you.
I undress you.
YOU: The lights.
ME: That's what you're made of.
You shake your head.
YOU: The lights. I can't bare/
ME: /you're bare.
a long pause, a cough, the soldiers fuck in a dark corner.
YOU: I'm made of flesh, bones, guts, blood.
ME: You're made of laughter, strength, adventure.
YOU: Sadness, insecurities.
ME: Beauty.
YOU: So we agree to disagree?
ME: We agree...what do you say when we are in bed together? You lie above my body and I can feel your breath blowing in my hair. And you kiss my forehead and say "look at you".
YOU: Look at you.
ME: And I say I can't, I don't have a mirror.
YOU: You wouldn't see what I saw anyway.
ME: No, I wouldn't.
THE SOLDIERS (breaking rhythm): Look at you.
