And women are attracted to
muscles, height ...
New York Review of Books
March 21, 1999
i have spent my lifetime
in glorious longing
slaying rabid monsters
wearing the shining helmet of
mambrino
courting the sweet
dulcinea.
yet i have secretly suspected
all along that
these monsters were only
windmills
my helm, a piss
pot &
my love, a forgotten
image of a prostitute
glaring out from no where
behind protective glass.