August 11, 2013
happiness is not just the absence of misery—the back door of a bar, you on your knees. some normative need
for misbehaving lets us feel again.
after the distance, which might take us back to where we started, there is plateau or downfall. you asked for
my hand and kissed it. the night could not be more.
we head the same way the planes land, which is westward. fiero, an emotion for which there is no english
equivalent. there are many others.
the concern over growth rather than sustaining—this city believes consideration is nonexistent. love, i
understand. we cannot give in to superfluous belief.
breathe normally. rip tides disappear after a while. remember how i taste, capri. remember that crossing the
line is how we’ve survived.