Nicholas, don’t be so ridiculous.
Sunday April 8, 2007
So I sit on the bus trying furiously to conceal
This inexplicable lust, this outlandishly physical zeal
That, if I were to reveal, would seem simply surreal
In your eyes when you realise
I think differently from you
Amidst the phallic towers
Amidst the birds, the bees and flowers
The people too
—Momus, “The Animal that Desires”