Thursday, June 4, 2015
I FOUND MYSELF STARING AGOG
I found myself staring agog at this sexual colossus. His heady musk, his ragged locks, his golden chains, his proud buttocks, his wayfaring stranger stance, it all added up to short circuit my regulated mind. I knew at once I must not talk, but listen, to this travelling stranger. He would reveal to me strange, sensual worlds that were hitherto hidden from view. Things that existed perhaps only metres away from my usual routine, but in a whole 'nother world.