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To Ethan

I want to know you
after reading your poem.
I have always wanted to have something like that
written for me,
someone to craft lines
about the majesty of my skin
and the curve of my breasts.
it is easier to believe in beauty
when someone else sets it down on paper.
in some strange way
I think I believe that maybe I can make you
see that beauty in me
and document it.

you frustrate me
because you are so completely, totally, utterly
in me.
I donít merit more than a nod
and so I become obsessed
with gaining your attention.
the fact that you donít care
makes you my goal.
maybe if I can turn you
into a stammering, lovestruck idiot
I will have accomplished something.

or maybe not.

28 June 2002