it's intrigue, at it's finest

It's a wonder that every spasm in my body has a reason,
so these toes could not bend:
burn and burn this body, the
journeying seems tainted or stuck.

And then I broke all rules and ran to the red lights of Chinatown,
to meet a passerby in this life,
someone for the night, and not even that.

I said, 'we are crazy',
and these are the stories we remember.

When asked what the craziest thing I've ever done,
blankness comes, and then failed memory
and then
regret,
I must be able to remember the fun and the absurd.

Or did I never go there?

So these messages, and the finger types
are just to remind me that I am alive.

I am curious,
I have potential
energy.

It's intrigue, at it's finest

and I know how to play this game.

But it's also heart, and soul, and mind consumption.

and for the moment, it's the rush, and the giggles, and the
oh my god, did I just do this?

and yes, I did, and
yes
it's real
and yes.

All yes.

It feels better to say it, and sometimes sitting across from another face, just reminds me
that I can do whatever it is I want.

And I said this what I wanted,
so here it is.