What Do You Want to Do?

People ask
but I don't know.
People asked
and I didn't know then.
People will ask
but I still won't know.
If I could,
I would travel, write, drink, and read.
Then I would
drink and write about what I'd read
and where I had travelled.
While drinking and writing,
I'd think about what to read
and where to travel next.
While travelling and reading,
I'd write and think about
where I would drink next.
It would be an intimate cycle
of travelling, drinking, writing, and reading,
or
of drinking, writing, reading, or travelling
or
any single, double, triple, or quadruple
combination of the above.
But, Davya, one might ask,
what about women?
Where do they fit into your picture of life?
Would you do any kissing
or loving or chasing
or grabbing or what?
Oh, believe me, I’d answer,
women would be on my mind,
alright,
Hell, I'd say, they're the reason I'd be
travelling,
writing,
reading,
and
drinking,
trying
to run from and run toward,
to describe what I'd had and I'd want,
to learn why they've been and why they will be,
to remember and to forget.


West Los Angeles
22.10.99