Michael

Tall post-Mormon leftist obsessive-compulsive inattentive hyperactive telephone-loathing letter-writing escapist Gemini Scotch-drinking philosophy student, pianist, writer. Lost Boy. Reading novels and newspapers, anticipating future. Future in Paris, future in Prague, future in Venice attended by inspiration from tragedy written into romance, and vision, and love, and dissent. Flying, flocking, flaunting. Narcotics: sun, logic. The breakwater. My bicycle. Staring into the eyes of a perfect accomplice, or a seductive adversary, or into lost time. Always, really always making a scene.