O to be Sappho!
To be able to write without
Care of worry about
Your wife.
(Whom I neither love nore know)
But oh, to have that final freedom--
Free of conscience
Of body--

Let's not mention this
(This secret desire--
Perhaps the smoldering fire)
For truly for the momet,
It's you I want to have--
That would be my final freedom--
That release
Of deep desire

I either long to be you or be with you,
But I'm not sure I know for sure--
(As I resolve to simply resolve to never resolve again!)
...If you'd permit, I'd try my hand
At both--
Understand?
Deep and throaty laughter utter I--
Yes, John, you can be the Master.
And tell me, if I find it to my disliking,
Will one of you step aside?

10/02/2001

Posted on 10/02/2001
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