Pahn
is lying in a beige
modern
classroom
surrounded
by women
co-workers
talking
happily after hours
Pluta
is lying next to Pahn her hand
beneath
the blanket touching
his
bare thigh
speaking
softly
he
can feel
his penis
just touching the side of her pinky
He
is thinking he will grow erect
and wondering if she will mind…
…the
new woman speaks
older
dark and
solid conveying
a
vague prohibition
of something…
…they
go to another room
where Pluta standing
says she has become sick
and must leave…
…Pahn
is with another woman
tall
and thin like Pluta
who
walks
comfortably
with him wandering
out
of the building and into the street
where
Pahn thinks he is free
to be affectionate
his arm around her
and feeling love
They walk
into a fruit store that leads
into
a mall
They are followed
by another woman who steals
a wide tray of fruit for
them
At the end
of the mall a group of
late-nighters
in
evening gowns
comes
through the glass door Pahn
looks
at their bare shoulders and their breasts
swelling above
their gowns as they walk by
then
goes with his companion
out into the street
Pahn recognizes the corner
where they’ve come out
and leads his date
across the street
into a Catholic cathedral thinking
he
will find a way out the other side
They
wind their way
through
corridors and stairways
that
open periodically onto a concert hall
and
auditorium that becomes
immense as they climb
the
ranks
of
empty sage-green seats sloping
into
the distance
and
finally
at the top of the stairs
they
enter a room where confessions occur
donning
the priests’ robes and lying on couches…
…A
man comes into the room
and
asks to confess
He
sits by Pahn and speaks but Pahn
doesn’t
pay attention
Pahn falls asleep
and
during the night he hears
a priest come into the room
Pahn pulls over his hood
to obscure his face and lies motionless
The priest comes over to the couch
to
stand over Pahn
for
a moment.
Pahn looks up
surreptitiously
through
his eyelashes to see
the
mans vague dark and hooded
figure
looking down
then
walking away
When
Pahn arises
in the morning there is
a
homeless man
cooking
brownies in a skillet
in the middle of the room
Pahn
walks over to him eating
the
last of his own brownies thinking
the
man’s brownies are made with weed
and
his own were not
and
that the man
would
like him to eat the hallucinogenic ones
but
Pahn
is happy not
to be stoned
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