JP and Gladys: December 1994
Holograms float behind my eyes when he is inside me.
The heroin does not enhance sex, exactly, but it puts us in a space where anything is possible, all inhibitions are gone, time stretches and twists and there are no barriers between us. We fuse and melt together and he rides me, I straddle him, we thrash and writhe together and hours pass. We tear each other’s skin and leave bruises. We kiss, hours and hours. We whisper promises of eternity.
After a while we have a name for it—we call it the Zone.
Did you see it? he asks me.
What did you see?
It was like a black field of light, he tells me. And…
Shapes, I say.
Rings and squares and triangles. Glowing, like gray.
I saw them too.
In the Zone we share visions. In the Zone there is no boundary between us and there is nothing I cannot say,
The heroin does not enhance sex, exactly, but it puts us in a space where anything is possible, all inhibitions are gone, time stretches and twists and there are no barriers between us. We fuse and melt together and he rides me, I straddle him, we thrash and writhe together and hours pass. We tear each other’s skin and leave bruises. We kiss, hours and hours. We whisper promises of eternity.
After a while we have a name for it—we call it the Zone.
Did you see it? he asks me.
What did you see?
It was like a black field of light, he tells me. And…
Shapes, I say.
Rings and squares and triangles. Glowing, like gray.
I saw them too.
In the Zone we share visions. In the Zone there is no boundary between us and there is nothing I cannot say,
posted by GJC at 8:12 PM
1 Comments:
I started reading this tonight, and I won't, I cannot stop till I finish. It is mezmerizing(sp)? Thanks for some memories I thought were long forgotten. Its good to remember sometimes so as not to repeat the bad parts. You are a good writer.
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