it is in love that we are made | in love we disappear
it’s friday night and instead of hanging around in some bar picking up gorgeous women i’m home, watching tv. the problem is: i’ve got too few heterosexual friends who are single and with whom i could go out. sitting in a bar alone is pathetic. so i’m home on a friday night and the most exciting thing tonight is that i cut some radish into my salad :-(. have been to the gym in the evening and now i’m aching all over.
“and oh my love i still recall the pleasures that we knew | the rivers and the waterfall | wherein i bathed with you | bewildered by your beauty there | i kneeled to dry your feet | by such instructions you prepare a man for boogie street”
