<{Baba^Yaga}>25 Feb 2003

I was snow boarding, just got back. Now, Settle, i do not believe this poem is all that. The poem is just an attempt by me to evolve and just let go of certain mental clutter. It is not about male prostitution literally. The prostitute reaches a point in repetition where he accepts certain facts and just finds solace in that. He is not bitter. It deals with this fact all people have a right to eat and sleep peacefully that is all. Tomorrow i will write one, more specifically designed to meet the criteria of your argument and posture. Okay? One about what you think this one is about but it's not... Then you can whoop it up and hone it down to whatever in the hell your heart desires. geez.