he wished he was stonedhe wasnt
it was like
witnessing a crime theres never a cop
around when you need one fortunately he had a vigilantes constitution
and spine
his two favorite women were
talking
they werent stoned either POLICE!
POLICE!!
Nope none around
when he entered the room they
nodded to himacknowledged him then
quickly returnedengaged each other again evidently steeped in whatever it was they were
talking about
he sat in the chair opposite the
couch where they sat
Im
not interrupting
simultaneously they often completed the others
thoughts they shook their heads no while keeping
up their exchange
they were too
familiarintimate what one knewlearned
eventually the other two would as well
whodathought a naked swim his challenge Get
naked Come on in The waters fine that theyd join him climbed out shivering rushing
through a huge sliding glassdoorBaby Its Cold Outside tumbling into bed sharing
blankets sharing bodyheat one caressed his cock Jesus, he frozen stiff their terrific shared outburst
genuinelaughter Careful! Don’t want to shatter it
Youre welcome to try
they
tried for hours
whodathought from such a
beginning they be the tightest friends still
fooling around these years laterfooling around on boyfriends and
girlfriends if they couldnt wrap their
heads around their relationship they didnt want to know them
they were accused of being
selfish
Yah. We’re selfish.
individually they said in advance
they were involved in a special relationship
they were honest
they werent trying to change
anyone
he motionedhis thumb over his
shoulder to the bar behind him Drink unspoken
they didnt break stride
they nodded
he walked over trying to pick up strands
of their conversations strings sewing a
patchwork quilt
a dream
a similar dream
no
the same dream
separately they dreamed the same
dream
setting down their whisky and
sodas on the coffee table between themquickly sipping his quietly Excuse my interruption Is that possible
they went off like a pair of syncopated
Bobbleheads It seems so! We were in the
exact same car, it was raining, the road ahead was black and shiny, the surrounding
lights were brilliant, the thunder rumbled . . .
The brakes failed. We were entering
an intersection with a wide boulevard. A white hotel beyond, shimmering, its
fascade lighted. Cocoanut palms shaking fiercely in the wind.
A lightning strike. The earth
exploding.
Static electricity in the air, could
taste it. Hair standing on end.
Driver’s side broadsided.
Spun. Rearended.
they took turns painting the
picture
Jess said she was the
passenger she hadnt wanted to out in the
weather she was frightened
Ysabel said You know what a baby
she can be. I was driving.
I went because she taunted me.
What taunt made you go
She was going to pick you up at
the airport. If I didn’t come with she was going to take you to a motel, not
bring you back directly. I was anxious to see you too. You’d been away for a
bit.
Aw Jess Youre sweet
Jess nodded
And it’s a reoccurring dream.
A reoccurring dream. said
Ysabel Jess is thrown from the car. I'm trapped. Then I’m
outside my body, in the dark, watching people work on me. I’m in a hospital
bed. In a coma.
That’s where our dream splits, branches
off. But I can see Ysabel in the dark. A kind of pale nightlight aura around
her head. I see her in her hospital bed. In a coma.
And I can see Jess undergo
surgery after surgery to repair her legs. Learning to walk again. The whole
time I’m telling her she can do it, she can do it. You’ll walk again, Jess, you’ll
walk again.
And me telling Issy, she’ll wake
up, she’ll wake all the way, be all the way back to us. Like we’re peeking at
each other through a hole in a wall, separated by a black wall.
A gelatinous black wall.
Yes. A jelly wall.
at the same time they say Which melts slowly, grotesquely, growing
opaque, then releases us.
Then you wake up
I awake with a start said Issy
I wake slowly said Jess Like a
movie’s ended, the credits are supposed to roll, but they never come up on the
screen. Quiet. So very quiet. If it weren’t for the dream’s
content I’d say I was waking peaceful; but of course I’m not.
We didn’t know until today that we
were having the same dream. The same, reoccurring dream.
Well I know you often both look to me for inputif
not a possible solution But youve tied
my nuts in a knot
Youah wanna untie them
they laughed
Ysabel said You understand your solution to most
everything is sex.
Yes Yes It
takes you out of one moment heats youexhausts you an eyes closed recovering you drift intothrough earlier moments an in that ethereal statetranscendent state you can see into the dark knots loosen an you can work themuntie them
You’re so full of shit said Jess Ysabel nodded
Im not Having sex with you takes me to exactly where
I described You think I fuck you only for
the pleasure it gives me
Try it You might like it
And if it doesn’t?
Get a bite to eat Recover
Try again
Issy asked You ever think you’re
a sex addict?
Were all addickted to somethingby the way thats
spelled a-d-d-i-c-k-t-e-d dick-ted I think you like my dick Cuz I love your pussies
they laughed
Oh, he loves us!
I do I do I
do
Jess looked at Ysabel I think it’s worth a shot; we ain’t got
nothing to lose.
Then you can play with his ass.
I thought you liked playing with
his ass.
I do. A change-up. New perspective.
Who knows? I never thought Joe was that deep . .
. . I possess unplumbed
depth
Its just that I find myself
addickted to plumbing your depths
One day Im going to fuck you both
to unconsciousness
But now I wonder if you wouldnt have
your reoccurring dreamhuh
Ive never heard of two people
sharing a dream let alone a reoccurring dream
We should fuck
2237,
Saturday, 26 1. 19
1144, Thursday,
25 4. 19
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