"

You said, this
doesn’t happen so quick
I must remind you of someone

No,
though I am seduced
by this light, and
frantic arguments on the porch,
I ain’t subtle
you run rings
round me

but this quietness
white dress long legs
arguing your body away from me

and I with all the hunger
I didn’t know I had

"

—Michael Ondaatje, The Cinnamon Peeler

For my creative writing class, we were to take our birthday, turn it into a page number, and write about the respective poem (which was apparently supposed to be telling about us). All numerical combinations of my birthday (5/24) were blank pages. I was born at 1:24 AM (the same time Elizabeth Taylor died). This poem was on page 124. 

basically: yuuuuuuup. 

I ain’t subtle / you run rings / round me

and I with all the hunger / I didn’t know I had