It’s been a horrific week in countless ways.
In other words, all systems Normal.
But then I saw this photo in the local paper, and allowed myself to be FASCINATED by the 2010 Strawberry Festival Queen. Actually, that’s a lie, I “allowed” nothing and had no choice.
I can’t take my eyes off her. She’s everything at once: beauty, youth, sex, power, but also humor.
Why do I feel this way about this photo? Like so many in the age of mouse-click I’ve seen thousands and thousands of female faces, some pretty, most not; in the end all of them about as memorable as doorknobs.
How terrifying when the blind, tattered heart, in the lone seed of a single moment, truly sees…
It’s times like this I wish I was the Lord of Darkness.
Not the true Lord of Darkness, but his son, the red-skinned devil beast from the movie Legend.
What Strawberry Queen wouldn’t love a demon the color of strawberries, dipped to the waist in the liquid hot chocolate of DESIRE?
It’s a shit-horrible feeling to not be the man you need to be, at the right time.
I wish this was a joke.
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