Metrosphere 2004-2005
Drunken Hand-Holding
An artist and an enigma
The questions are unbounded yet unspoken
Contact in a darkened room brings a thrill
"Let's be friends, I'd like that."
Superficial desire can bring disappointment
There are no words capable of capturing this
Drunken hand-holding is the way to go
Anything more brings fear and indifferent glances
The photograph in the bathroom is revealing
More so than anything ever said
He is framed, angelic, unmoving
The line between friend and paramour is often hazy
The calls are placed, the offers extended
Two visits end in exhaustively different ways
Crazy conversations pour from solitary souls
Life is most capricious...
When sitting in a 24-hour diner