I wanted to read you a poem and thank you for your post.
when you look at that empty bed
do not always consider it a defeat--
a sexual starvation, perhaps,
but there's more room to stretch the legs
and the arms.
there's room to consider and to think and to wait,
and if that one doesn't arrive
any time and forever
realize that
doves need doves
crickets need crickets
swordfish need swordfish
fleas need fleas
hogs needs pigs
pigs needs hogs.
the river runs alone.
there is only one sun.
and sometime alone
when the agony seems greater
then the gut-mind can bear
laughter arrives.
in small rooms
laughter arrives
you begin to laugh
the gift arrives
this laughter
and it runs up and down the walls
until you get tired and the walls
get tired
and then you sleep
and then you sleep
and sleep and sleep.





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