Lost In Cloud 9

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Love really "is" enough.
-Robert Frost

The following is on the LAST page of the
'Te Matare Ramirez'
Restaurante menu in Buenos Aires, Argentina

Now that she is already smoldering inside, her little head glowing
with lubricious images, I will climb her back and will wallow on the
satiny geography of her body, tickling the propitious zones with my wings.

I will frolic like a happy puppy in the warm pillow of her womb.
These antics of mine make her laugh and stir up her body, sparking it
into embers. When she laughs her nipples harden and rise as though an
invisible mouth was sucking them, and the muscles of her stomach vibrate
under her smooth skin, which smells of vanilla and suggests the rich
treasure of warmth and moisture of her privacy.

At the moment my turned up nose can smell the aroma of her secret juices,
reminiscent of overripe cheese. The perfume of that sensual suppuration
drives Don Rigoberto mad and on bended knees, --so she has told me-- as if
he was praying, he breaths in the perfume and fills himself with it until he is drunk with joy.

"As long as you smell like this, I'll be your slave," she says he says,
with the loose tongue of those who are drunk with love.

Twenty-five years ago today:

April 5, 1984
Thursday

A few co-workers noticed my absence during my escape to Humboldt County. I still didn't feel too hot this morning. I made some hot chocolate for my brother, Tony, and I.

At lunchtime I took a walk with Tony and Helen to my monthly parking agent. It was time to make my monthly payment. I have determined that Helen is definitely "head over heels" over Tony.


I learned that Tony accompanied Helen last weekend, helping her move into her new apartment. And now they have a date this upcoming weekend! Who knows where it will all lead? For now, Tony and Helen seem to be a "silent item" as of today.

I drove Helen to her apartment after work. I proceeded on my way home after picking up a few of my personal things at the townhouse. I scared Sherri half to death when I appeared. It's like she's all moved in and didn't expect me to drop by. I had the spontaneous opportunity to meet her mother, Janet Lewis.

This evening I enjoyed a tuna sandwich and soup with "pops". I showered and went to bed. My mind needed sleep.