sitting. watching a movie. henry and june. as the one who is june sits
next to me. as the one who is anais sits across. as i sit henry and we
are not those. yet in ways we are. just as every human is every other
human. in ways. no diametric opposites. every human has a piece of
every other human. and i sit with june. who is not june. and i.
wanting to have she. anais parallel. next to me. so turned on by her
here. as june caresses me. turned on. more. but wanting. and watching.
and smiling. and for a time. then. we stop the movie. and talk about
it. and she sits next to me. and she. and i feel good.
couch. chair. staring at one love. while cuddling with another. while
so wanting the first. and though i feel greatly for the one im with i
want to be with the other. "because its something new and exciting."
and thats what she (who?) would say. and thats probably what it is.
and i hope she doesnt get jealous. because they both mean a lot to me.
anais. june. we are not these people. parallels. some yes. but not
all. we are not the same. not even mostly. but it is the fault. not
fault. it is me. that i make parallels. between people i know. and
people i used to know. and people in books. and people in movies. so i
am henry. though i am not.