What's a guy to do?
Trapped in a world of desire,
by a creature so stirring.
Lost in a maze of thought,
by his own undoing.
Swept up in a current of fire,
that they both created.
Drowning in a sea of denials,
that neither one sees.
Searching blindly in a world of possibilities,
which they both possess.
Burning at the touch of a passionate repose,
which only he feels.
Struck by a query which sounds so simple,
yet whose answer neither can provide.
So I ask you, what’s a guy to do?
(2/21/98)
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