I like fire 

I am drawn to it like a bug 

She is a she and therefore is a dog. She is me and I am there to be pet and prodded, a routine which is difficult to break. 

I woke up this morning with aching thighs and dry mouth, as I wake up every morning. I got ready to work hard to make $75 a day and then spend $50 a day on consumables, because that’s the price of consumables, though I hardly eat.

Today I tore apart half a chicken. I felt rabid, fingertips wedging into every nook and cranny, tearing meat from bone, lips locked and suckling juices. I gave a lot to the very grateful dog, who doesn’t like her food either. The cat didn’t want my half chicken. 

I have plenty of admirers. I don’t think they understand my gluttony and fear of gluttony, my animalistic tendencies and persistent bodily pains. I disguise it under lipliner, small waist, and a good haircut. I live rogue. I cry easily and laugh hard.

My feet ache in my high heels. My admirers are losers, my friends, my customers, gay guys, women, and old people. I only admire some back. It is hard to gain my full admiration, because people lack true confidence, not faux, which I cannot stand, and versatility. 

Some people only fit certain places. Some people are drunks, some are sluts, and others are insecure. I can’t take a drunk slut to a film screening for risk of noise complaint, or an insecure egotistical artist into a room of other artists. He will suffer. He cannot have fun by nature.  I cannot talk to people who suck the air out of the room. The lid on the candle. 

I cannot fuck without passion, I cannot live without fucking, and I cannot long without a curve. 

Maybe I should do yoga, and flatten my aching tendons. My solution is always more more more and I will turn into something of a rock before long. 

I am drawn to the flame. I inhale smoke to feel a little better. If I stare at a candle, the flame grows higher and higher. I can build a fire in a fire place or a backyard or the woods easily. I carry fire in my belly lungs and loins.

Trust me with your house. The foibles of house lead to leaks, which I will mop up and wring out. 

Fire dries easily.