Am I to become profligate as if I were a blonde?
Or religious as if I were French?
Each time my heart is broken it makes me feel more
adventurous (and how the same names keep recurring on
that interminable list!), but one of these days there’ll be
nothing left with which to venture forth.
Why should I share you? Why don’t you get rid of someone
else for a change?
I am the least difficult of men. All I want is boundless
l o v e
(Frank O Hara - Meditations in an Emergency)
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