TRAVEL AND SEX

Travel makes me horny..
I like the mystery of horizons unknown.

I listen to jazz and smoke lots of reefer.
I am very introspective.
I am very deep.
I am very boho chic.

I think heavy thoughts while washing my hair
singing along to the radio
eyes closed,
fogging up the mirror.

And I roll my own cigarettes these days,
Like back when I was smoking Camels, Unfiltered, and
Drinking my coffee black black black, and dating a
Masochistic Sadist with a penchant for Domination,
who was old enough to be my father..

He still sends me emails once in a while
That I don't answer.

I dream of Thai food and Starbucks coffee and
shiny new shoes,
Boxter convertibles and small islands who's names I cannot pronounce.
Giant sunglasses and condensation on my umbrella'd drink.
Painted toenails.
Strangers in strange lands behind velvet ropes.

Travel.
Sex.
Either is nice.
Both is better.