"There are confessable agonies, sufferings of which one can positively be proud. Of bereavement, of parting, of the sense of sin and the fear of death the poets have eloquently spoken. They command the world's sympathy. But there are also discreditable anguishes, no less excruciating than the others, but of which the sufferer dare not, cannot speak. The anguish of thwarted desire, for example."
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
last temptation
there was a cigar,
a dance hall boom and smoke,
and she danced to his eye gaze,
moves,
she did whine for him,
and a beer came,
a pop of the cap,
the frizzle,
a sip,
and he had won the battle,
a last temptation..
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