in the woods there were trees. it was not an alarming situation. there were deer,
there was a german shepherd, we thought there was a chipmunk... this was all
exactly what we expected from the fort washington state park. the rocks, the pine
needles, the rabbit at the end that we saw from above on top this platform they
had built out of wooden planks, the sign that said eagles' nests can weigh one ton,
below, the ground looked muddy but was frozen instead and i counted nine cardinals
or three of them three times, they looked like bright red hamburgers stuck to tree
branches. it took a really long time for me to back out of the parking spot because
an elderly couple was out for a walk too. when i finally did pull out i knocked over
a sign that said george washington never slept here, and then heard a freight train
coming down the tracks; i wonder where that's going i said and then felt a hand riding
my thigh all the way home where on the bed we made love like little lost field mice
on the corner of a piece of eight-and-a-half-by-eleven home office printer paper