Tuesday, December 02, 2008

Going Hungry

Ah but don't go home with your hard-on

It will only drive you insane

You can't shake it (or break it) with your Motown

You can't melt it down in the rain

                                                       
- Leonard Cohen


   Having a female friend, and especially attractive one, is kind of like being in a bakery in the morning. When you can smell the fresh hot bread, and cakes and donuts. The warmth of it all filling you with hunger and...warmness.
   And you leave with nothing.
   Other with the memory of how it felt to be around it all and the gnawing emptiness in the pit of your stomach. You get everything but the satisfaction that filling that hunger with what it needs. It all looks so beautiful you almost feel guilty for wanting to eat it after a while. You rationalize it every night. Try to out think the growling in your stomach and try to sleep.
   It must be what that part in the bible about "coveting thy neighbors wife" came from. You want what you can't have. Wanting someone who doesn't want you "that way". Not close enough to be ...close enough. Maybe it's true about men and women not being able to be true friends. One of them inevitably goes home with their hard on.

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