5.28.2012

A Very Short Story A Pretty Long Poem A One Act Play About Teri: The Golden Palominos

I heard her before I saw her
at a party
across the room
talking to Rick
when Rick got up
I managed to cross the room
and sit down next to her
who are you I asked
Teri she said
what are you doing here
I live here
no shit
no shit
how do you know these assholes I asked and pointed in a a circle
I'm Mike's wife you're Clayton right
yeah who's Mike
he works with you I think
no shit
I think
so you are stuck with us how do you know my name
she laughed I asked Rick
do you have any dope
nope she said and laughed
I smiled I do I said
she pointed at a guy talking to Kevin that's Mike she said
I don't know him I said you have a nice smile I added
she laughed again
should we go somewhere and do a line and smoke a joint
why not
we went into the bathroom and did a line and outside and smoked under a spooky tree
is this your house I asked
we're renting it
I live in the barracks
how's that
it sucks
I bet
how long have you been married
seven years
that's a long time
it sure is
I've never been with a girl for more than a couple months
why's that
I shrugged not sure I said I guess I always want the ones I can't have
that will get you nowhere
it has
there's plenty to go around
that's one way of looking at it
you don't think so
not when you break it down
how so
good looking unmarried without a boyfriend and likes me it narrows it down to say the least
I see
do you want to go for a drive
sure
do you have a car
she laughed
it will be fun
I'll get my keys
I'll wait here under this wicked tree
the tree is the best part of the house she said and walked away
I waited five minutes
I thought she wasn't coming
and than she emerged from some shadows and said let's go
I followed her
will your husband be pissed I asked
if he finds out
I laughed I won't tell I said
I won't either where are we going
the river
she led me to an old brown car
nice car
no it isn't do you want to drive
not really
she tossed me the keys you know where we're going
I'm drunk
so am I

I parked the car and we walked down a path
I picked up a rock and threw it in the water
why are you here I asked
she shrugged who's that girl you were talking to she asked
you saw me talking to a girl
yes I did
I used to or I guess I'm in love with her I said and picked up another rock
why aren't you here with her she asked
I hit a deer on the way home from a bar and she hasn't given me the time of day since I said and threw the rock at a tree and missed
she has high standards
I guess
she sat down on a rock
I lit a cigarette
can I have a drag
I handed her my cigarette
I quit she said
you can always take it back up are you cold I asked
kind of
I gave her my jacket
thanks
so you're still in love with her
I'm not in love with anybody I just wish that I was in love with someone
that's sad
yeah I guess it is why are you here I asked
don't ask me that
why not
just don't she said and handed me my cigarette that tastes so good 
I found a rock and placed it beside hers and sat down
the moon is pretty tonight she said
it always is I said I like you I added and kissed her softly 
we should get back before your husband puts two and two together I said
he's not very good at math

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