Does it diminish your

super-capacity to love



Walk like a matador

don't be chicken-shit

and turn breezes into rivulets

flamenco-sweep the air

and weave the sun

and stamp your feet for everyone



Does it exhibit your

natural tendency to hate



Maybe a prostitute

could teach you

how to take a compliment



Maybe I'll go to New York

I'll drag you there

you said "no one drags me anywhere"



Does it diminish your

super-capacity to love