[No Matter Where We Are] On Kubrick's [Couple Kissing in an Alley]

            It doesn’t matter where we are, who is watching, or why we have not a semblance of understanding of where we are whenever we are near one another; all that we know is that we are defeated when attempting to keep our hands off each other. Amour Fou, the French call it, everything, every desire consumed by fire, every passion falling over the brim, overflowing, flooding every rational state, every sense warning us that we are no good for each other.

            If we can do anything for ourselves, let us not come into each other’s presence, let us divide, even differentiate those commonalities, even lie if necessary, break the enslavement we’ve created ourselves for one another; for once, let’s be attentive to all who witness long enough to know that we will destroy one another and if we aren’t careful, be the death of one another.