the allure of cheap whiskey...
it's not like i enjoy drinking it...
i drink it for the plotline
of: well... it does what a hammer ought
to: what hammer-nail-coupling
ought to... do... or perhaps even be...

almost that "thing" with prostitutes...
on a dry run of circa 3 years...
and then...
for the tenderness...
eyes in romanian: ochi...
in ******: oczy...
how many ayes of eyes?

     at least the prostitutes are swimming
with the sharks...
with jack the ripper types...
because...
all that solo-projects of hand-*****
and guillotined whittle richards
of rubber-slapping ******...

but i'm there...
give me an hour with a woman
and i'll return to speaking
with my demon...

it just, makes... sense...
a 3 year dry-run... and then...
i was reimagining touching her body
like a Rodin might figure out
clay...
vide cor meum: see my heart...

in a "democracy": where...
dialectics isn't really a "thing"...
from gloom through to glum through
to a low rank of bloat:
somehow properly teasing
an honesty of blue...

three kingfisher: what shall we bore?
no... exactly: not bear:
bore...
i could never have a child...
fathering a child implies...
creating a ******* Frankenstein monster...
as much as i'd love
to spar with a woman
over a child...
i'd be held back by daydreams
of lady ******...
or... mr. tend bundy type of offspring...

i'd speak this tongue to them:
added: but if i were to... breed with her...
she wouldn't be expected
to allow my child to speak
her father's tongue back at it...
somehow... it would all become
proto-Ha-Glee...
i wouldn't be speaking my:
mother tongue to the child...

no... that's not going to happen...
however... fair... and honest...
the English tongue is...
you're not going to "uproot" my ******* hair!
take your Pakis eagerly learning your tongue:
eagerly unlearning their mother's tongue...
pretend new England: now...
come...

           i love women so, so much... oh so much...
i will not be told to love them
to confine myself to a security of a mortgage....
give me 72 rottweilers...
give me 72 prostitutes...
give me 72 kilograms of Arabian sand...
give me... 72 hours of... proper... time!

give me a body of a woman
that i might want to remould
into a sculpture!
give me the agonies of scent...
her hair teasing the perfumery of soap...
now let me... grovel like a pig...
in her armpit...
i don't want to be a boy
left-over... in a playground...
give me the spares!
now!

give me your leftovers!
now!
jetzt! jetzt! hier! hier!
                besuchen!
         jetzt-hier: achtung!
              it's almost like some people...
never understand anything
unless it might have to be....
insinuated within the focus of:
werkzeug.