by Linda Wimberly

i want to drink
to get drunk
sit on the floor
get stoned
talk existentialism 
maybe transcendental 
meditation

i want to pick up
a stranger
who sits
at the bar
not be afraid
to show my body
wake
in a strange bed
naked
spent

i want to fill
the holes
left by life
love myself
love others

that’s not asking
too much
is it