and I, like everyone, f**ked into existence
riding on the guilty dick of my elders
for whom my fate replaces
and I, like everyone, created in that dirty zone
of guilt and lust and floating downstream
constructed of taste and smell, of color
and I, like everyone, was chosen from that smoky crowd
among the legs, hair, and anger
chosen from them like a bright shining star
and I, like everyone, fell from my chair
to a lovely lonely bed of stale desire
of forgotten names and a hidden voice
- 1999