The chopsticks loaf. A spoon dipped. This may be the beginning of an affair with the begrieved. He is wet to the ankle. His leg enters the bath. A spiked urchin tingles as a flavour of uni cut with a sliver of zest of yuzu all wrapped in a nori nest constructs its play. She rinses the tub. She comes after. His neck turned. Four strands of dough fried. Slash of loufa against skin rubbed. Shopping had been done. He cut the dried vegetable and the fried bread. Sections pull parallel away from her eye situated transverse to the core. Her eye was pulled away by slurped broth. The sound was arrested by flakes of crust. Some hand cupped. The same scrubbed. Tasks as abrasive as her soft eyes occupied his softly as he sat in the back seat softness. He thinks to drift. Bowl well disposed to the clicking of chopsticks sat on oak.