As a a kid I dreamed of kissing a beautiful woman
of my fingers flying over the keyboard to make music
of publishing a poem in a magazine
These things have come true in my life
and others unforeseen earlier
seeing the falls at Iguazú
the miracle of ejaculation
I didn't realize then that being alive itself was a thing of awe
filled with these other things of awe, yes
but miraculous even in their absence
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