The politics of intimacy make it impossible to truly unite. Two urge driven bodies – a man and a woman- are cages in a tight composition declaring one supreme goal: to get together. In body, in mind, in spirit. inertia is their only source of faith. They are wasted, and yet, their doomed to fail, pathetic, attempts become an ode to radical romanticism – an ode to the ones who choose to keep on trying.