He sat in the car, unable to move, his will gone. She drifted away from him on delirious winds. He checked out, went away. Don’t know how long he sat there. Shadows moving in the house. Had to go. Started the car and drove away. Wanted to just drive until the ocean washed up against the windows. Found himself in the apartment instead. Couldn’t sleep in the bed. Wasn’t his somehow. Curled up in the chair. Uncomfortable. Went to the bed anyway. Fitful and snarling. Someone else in the room. Dreamed of new gods searching for him, hiding behind jeweled doors.