we have no ground to stand on. starting from the beginning. the
beginning of all relationships.
here we are again. sitting in a triangle. april. jen. me.
as we walked between the three trees. spinning around as triangle
passed triangle. each passing each other. then sitting. trees behind
our backs. branches intermingling in the sky above. no answer.
later in the woods. jen lying on april cross legged. sitting next to
april. as we watched jen tremble. moan. pleasure. then. a hand on her
neck. her breast rubbing. while april. i. our hands intermingling.
intercoursing. while i rubbed jens breasts. vigorously. and then
kissing april. while jen. like making love to two at once. then down
lower. as i reached into her stockings. no underwear. april watching.
jen. pleasuring. a head against her chest. aprils against mine. my
hand in jens pants. then. i have to get up. my legs. falling asleep.
jen lying on bare ground. april lights a cigarette. walking down the
path out of view. a minute. two. too dry. enough jen. im going for a
walking. jen left lying. recovering.
walking on a trail. april. sitting staring. i walk. sit. each facing
into the triangle. only two people now. no words. as she stares at
the ground. staring into distances. leaves break. june is coming. i
hear. jen. time to go. and what was there to say.
later. walking to seven eleven. jen. stomach sick. on couch home.
april and i. alone talking. then outside. waiting for her father.
april. i. jen. later jen said it was like looking in. will it always
be like this. you and april. me on the other side looking in. what was
that in the woods. april looking in. no jen. not by far. you dont
always look in. and soon no one will look in.