1. Sunday, October 31, 2004

    im not very handsome 

    its true. nor am i rich or smart or tall or priveledged.

    im not really motivated or ambitious or wise or jolly or cultured or tidy or fit or trim.

    i lack hair where i should have it and i have it where i shouldnt.

    im turning gray in the worst places like in my nose

    and on my nuts.

    i dont pray as much as i should.

    i dont read books as much as i should.

    i dont visit my friends i dont seek out religion.

    i dont write enough. i dont art enough.

    i should give my mother more gifts but i refuse.

    when people call me on the telephone to ask my opinoin i dont lie as much as i could.

    and i accept far too little a wage from my employer.

    i get the biggest thrills from the littlest moments

    i dont have a car, or good clothes,

    or the desire to ask for the things that i want.

    which makes the gentle perfumed tap

    at my back door on cold evenings

    like tonight

    all the more inconceivable.

    and youd be stunned at how quick

    theyve stripped.

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