on the castro.
on the castro. where male and female have lost their meaning. sitting in the
shade of a street lamp. listening to jazz. as men. women. all walk hand in
hand. kissing. arms entwined. never knowing which is which. what is what. all
distinctions disappear. as girlfriend. boyfriend take on the same meaning.
it is comforting in a way. unnerving also. the mind lost. no longer knowing
what it is seeing. one must give into the senses. the flow of unknowing
beauty. arousal. give into one night. and let the sun light the ground.
landscape of this and that in the morning. this is the gift. the curse. of
the night. so amplified on castro street.
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