timing

bite me — do it now
before I change my mind — too
late — whoops! game over

I dreamed of a tiger nuzzling my hand. I had the thought that, if it was hungry, I might be in danger: hungry tigers attack human beings. ‘Game over’ carries just the right connotations as to the likely fate of extinction awaiting tigers. All through the eighties I was always struggling unsuccessfully to get laid. It felt as if sex (or love) was a dance with which I was always constantly out of step. Even these days, plain ordinary human conversation sometimes feels to me a little like that.

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