(Note: the following thoughts are devoid of anything like wisdom. – Owen)
I read her words of life and lust:
This is the picture in my mind.
Although I checked her “about” page
And she looks more like a librarian…
Not that there’s anything bad in that.
I dated a librarian once – she was wild –
But writing personas can be so strong,
And create such an image,
It’s hard to live up to
But which is the real us, anyway?
The us in words, the creation of our minds and spirits,
Or the us in pictures, subject to the conventional
Expectations of our childhoods?
I don’t know, but I say
This is what she looks like.