This Is How You Will Know Me by letters, by a long series of
forwarded fantasies,
by a cable, an SOS, a wish
I am still formulating
you will know me by the fact
I never call
the name I will never know
to call you by
by the way I use cautions
to avoid saying good-bye
by the way I swagger slow
across the street when cars are waiting
by the lines on my arms and in
my speech--borrowed and remade and
unreturned


I hope you make me squirmy when you
stare.
I hope you disapprove of me and
the careless life I lead leading
me astray
I hope you don't mind I love
The Cure when jacking off
I hope you listen to music I've
never heard of.
I hope to meet you
I hope I know you
I hope you want to know mw
I hope we exist  ¶ 2:58 AM