From the myriad I have seen, about a million encountered, thousands spoken to, hundreds spoken with, and from the dozens I love, the desire seems to be freedom, toiling towards security, hoping for peace, aspiring redemption, and believing in paradise. I simply am, repeatedly finding myself in the middle of beauty
On my horse
I’ve been riding for years. Have yet to see a fence.
Impotence and Imprisonment
Give me rather impotence sitting by a coffee on an island of beauties — whichever species — than intimacies and orgasms in a state of imprisonment.2012