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Hi, Kcm917,

 

It sounds like you've figured out something about this site that too many people seem to miss: instead of it being just a hit-or-miss "booty call" spot, or the place to get off on whatever fetish you've got, and we all do have them, to one degree or another, you can actually connect with people you never would. You can open up parts of yourself that would otherwise be stifled, shut down, dormant.

 

As John Berryman wrote, "After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns, we ourselves flash and yearn," which, more than anything is about a call to connect with people, with, as you wrote, "someone who will entertain me and make me laugh till i have to pee"; it's really the same thing, even if one's a couple of lines of poetry and the other's just a casual, off-the-cuff desire.

 

The truth is, it is hard to find people whom you will LET yourself go so completely that you will just sit there and pee in your pants practically. And, in fact, it's probably never going to be that tall dark stranger you said you don't want bugging you who's generally going to be half in love with his own shadow more than he is with you anyway! So, good riddance, pal!

 

"Genuine people," the kind you want, they screw up, they mess up, they are attentive and caring, they listen to you, they tell you when you look good, they tell you when you look like shit, they swear, they're vulgar, they're polite, they know how to treat waitstaff well, they know how to tell you "no" when your shit is coming up in their faces, they are forgiving and mean it, they apologize and mean it, they write in run-on sentences and make total sense, and can also turn a phrase that's lofty precise and elegant; they're hopeful and do feel longing, they're hopeless and do feel despair, their realistic and know when the gig's up, they remember your number because they fall in love with you, they delete your number when you tell them it's over.

 

Write me back, if you'd like; maybe we'll get a little back and forth going, and maybe down the road we'll find each other at some joint with sawdust on the floor and a porterhouse in front of us.

 

Egbert

# 89

 

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