thusly prepositioned

Shall I blog or jog or suck the frog or play like a Diamond Dog?

I’ve been ‘seeing’ a lot of pretty women lately.  (Yes, ‘seeing’ is purposely ambiguous and capable of multiple, if not simultaneous, interpretations. )

But none of them have turned me on. 

*sucks on a ‘turn-on-able thermometer’—yes, I do register*

Perhaps biovorous nanobots in an act of global ecophagy are consuming all the world’s store of sharable pheromones thus leaving me bereft of an impetus? 

*shudders at our unpreparedness for nanorobotic terrorism*

Whatever.  And an adjective to be named later.

Right now, I’ll just embrace the cogently real.  
Ignore ‘desire’ and steal
a moment of eternity
and make it mine.  All mine.
But also thine
or yours
or his
or hers,
sharing this moment of serenity
irradiating my entity…

...prepositioned for sunset on the banks of the Cuyahoga River, wireless blog from an earthbound adventurer

Too many words spoil the blog.