I finally slept
December 26, 2013 at 10:24am
I finally slept. And in my dreams were women, yet not woman, woman... shadowy and ungraspable. This year I'll be 24, yet in my whole life I had never truly known a woman. I envied my piers, they had the full experience. In their dreams they could review the entire process of knowing the opposite sex. Throwing off the chains of their reform, they could reach extreme pleasure in the escape of dreams.
But I knew only abstractions. I saw the formless line of a soft body, undulating, I saw the colors of Picasso in his later period, moving uncertainly in a cloud of smoke. This, I tried to persuade myself, this was woman!
At times she took a more familiar form. She melted into other things that gave me pleasure. She was the gentleness and gracefulness, the beautiful curves of my hookah smoke, and other times she was a sleek smooth bottle of whiskey, help lay me to rest.
