My summary statement on my years spent doing sex and drugs. No regrets here, yet a strong strain of hypocrisy imbues this work, as I employ an array of judgment-loaded adjectives (insane, inhumane, etc.) to describe the world inhabited by my tricks and lovers, yet ask them to judge me not. Enjoy the confusion.

          for Freedom and Joy
          she knows who she is



return to the world of faces
return to the world of places
return to the world of sun and wind and rain
return from the dark beneath to build again

to those who remain among the insane
untroubled by the fall of Cain
I wish you pleasure in continued pain
to mine the moments stark and inhumane

I UNDERSTAND THE WIRING NOW
I COMPREHEND YOUR PAIN

i’m off to seek my gold in others’ arms
to teach myself to care for nature’s charms
i’ll find the trust within this troubled soul
i leave you to your bleak remote control

i rubbed against the stubble of your wounded skin
i loved you ’gainst the rubble of your wounded sin
i would not wish you peace because you seek it not
i wish you sweet release within your vacant lot

AND, AS YOU SOUGHT TO BE NOT JUDGED,
I BID YOU JUDGE ME NOT.


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