Satellites of need

and the embarrassment of desire

It was only one night. I was at the dive bar the locals flock to. I rarely drink, and cigarette smoke makes me sick, so I don’t go out much. Tonight, something felt different. It was already 10 o’clock, but my body was buzzing. I felt a magic inside me that would have been a crime to enclose in my bedroom walls. So, I took myself out. It was rather self…