you recognize that opening line, you're as messed up as i am.
hello. and welcome to my funky little corner of the universe. hope you enjoy your stay.
i recently lost my hiking partner of eight years. so i hope to find another hiking partner. nothing else. please.
please don't try to date me. i'd only make you miserable for about 20 minutes before you politely remember that you had to go get your rabies booster.
however, if you can tell a peregrine from a merlin 20 miles from the ridge, then i'd at least go birding with you. if you can give me the time for the fastest belmont ever ~ without googling it, then i'd at least talk horses with you. if you can distinguish between common and southern agrimony, then i'd go weed-walking with you. if you can discuss kerouac, melville, conrad, or hemingway, i'd listen to you. you get extra points for paglia, fosse and hillerman.
anyway, if you got this far and still feel the need to contact me, please do so in complete sentences.
REQUIEM FOR A THOROUGHBRED
thunder lived in your feet
and lightning in your bones
storm clouds gathered in your guts
while the tempest
rumbled and raged
each time your hooves hit the dirt.
the blaze on your brow
flashed a warning
and we all took notice.
the storm broke
and silence rang
while searching for the rainbow
that never came.
if we listen hard enough
the hoofbeats clatter among the stars
in your match race
© Copyright a.w. 2007
Conversation Starters (i.e. what you'd like to do on a first date...)
i don't date.
i'm just here for the free beer.