Friday, March 13, 2009
I'm excited that there is a brothel tonight. I enjoy dressing up. I enjoy reading my poems. Of course, at some moments, I don't, and I say what am i doing here? but then someone comes up to me without any sense of what is going to happen, and usually with a face of deeply shy uncertainty, and I get to talk to them in this very strange created place, a little tiny world like a therapist's office, or well, what else, well I guess a cathouse. So there you have it. I guess they come to get a bit of directed intimacy, with the possibility of getting rocked. It is at Madame X which seems like it should work great. We will see.
Posted by JMH at 9:19 AM