Mark told the story of Fred, how he sank when the light came.
Fred told the story of Mary when she continued to sweep up the dead birds at the foot of the high wall.
Mary told the story of Mark when he had cheerfully hidden the future.
Mark told the story of Fred facing beyond the skies when the light folded.
Fred told the story of Mary patiently listening to him.
Mary told the story of Fred, but he was not listening.
Fred and Mark touched tongues and told the story of Mary passing between them.
Mary and Mark touched intimately and conceived the story of Fred.
Fred and Mary stood beside the dead birds and recalled the story of Mark.
Mary’s story of Mark lost its way.
Fred’s story of Mary grew still.
Mary told the story of Mark seeking Fred beyond the high wall.
Mark told the story of his longing.
Mary told the story of silence.