Exactly How Mad?

As I wrote to a friend, it's been a while since I was content with a post, but I really enjoyed the one on nobody running this world and the one on ridiculous love letters. But I think the latter is more to the poet's credit.

Be it frightening as it is to find a kindred soul in a writer who thought of himself as seven different personas, I am rereading his works and find it thrilling. So I wanted to share another piece with anyone who might stumble across this page..

I'd love to love to love.
Just a moment.. Give me a cigarette
from that box on the nightstand.
Go on. You were saying
something got lost
in the development of metaphysics
from Kant to Hegel.
I completely agree.
I heard you and I understood.
"Nondum amabam et amare amabam" (St Augustin).
What a strange thought transfer!
I am tired to think to feel something else.
Thank you. Light up. Continue. Hegel..

I was once told I have to talk myself to orgasm. But apparently there's more of us.