it only took thirty seconds and he was right,

i fell so in love with the music of

the listening, that i wrote to him right

away, i said:

"listen, to me. i know

i am hard to hold,

and i am badly timed with

my limbs of whips and leather,

but listen, to me.

i only know myself through
you, i only know myself through you."

and his response was with looks and i

understand my way of thinking

is not what is not what i thought it was.

and i understand the infinite, the awful

and the loving.