Steam Rooms

It is the proximity of bodies that gives form to the aching.  Where one thing stands in relation with another matters.  There is weight, gravity.  In the geometry of attachments and attractions there is  insight;  it comes, at times, in the form of public humiliation.  The patience of Job.  In the process of revelation, there is innovation.  There is a new road, or at least the old road has finally gotten rid of those sentimental notions.  Represented by the nostalgic gas lamps in the center of the hamlet, these tiresome peers were all, individually, called up  were a fixture in that/this part of New England.  Even in light of this practical solution, a generous silence punctuated by and the view from the top of the hill. 

The size of the idea, the idea itself changes everything, changes itself.  It is always adapting to more readily serve the specifications of our habitat, the shape of our dexterity, the hints of our superstitions.  Here, it seems, the stone can often excuse genius and its equivalencies.  The coach, the teacher, the artist has experienced the cool almost hostile reception that is intended to obscure the goal.  We are kicking up the tropical sand in the Y pool during a blizzard in January.  The chilling edge slips easily through organ and agony and what opens onto the mysteries within.  

There are valleys, forests, ambitious rivers with bends in which the water pools.  It is the blocking that the bodies pursued, repeated, recalled the chalk marks that soon replaced her and then the uneasy permanence of the that the tape marks imply.  Earlier,everything was running from the rain, pastiche pastels of pageant gowns, the blur of an uneasy night of sleepless dreaming.  Meantime, a beautiful butch lesbian entered the bar on a lark.  The writer remembered her now.  They laughed at the Pride Day prank of showing up at the brunch in make-up and a dress.  Now, the limp cotton doily that hung off her tits was a bucket in the extreme.  Pointedly proud of the woman (a Methodist) who, to be honest, welcomed the cooling splash of reprieve from the slow boil of the thickening humidity of summer.