|2005-07-10 - 9:41 a.m.
my hands are getting weathered from the sun. hands give away everything. age, neuroses, self-esteem. my hands are soft and firm and move with deliberation. touch with deliberation. my spinning instructor said sweat is a by-product of joy. i had to agree with her. but what is joy a by-product of...this i am still working on.
i have an amazing ability to project and infuse fantasy. i am currently about to reap the rewards of this...je ne sais quoi...skill. i have a visitor coming to enter my body who is today getting a tattoo of a dotted line around his neck that says, "cut here" in english and arabic.
then he is on his way to iraq.