" NAP ON A MUGGY AFTERNOON
When we part, all the closeness and pleasure
of our time together immediately dissolves
into lonely agitation. Having shared a cool iron bed
with a warm and beautiful woman, I return home
and lie incapacitated on the sofa: drained, dismantled,
wracked with longing and restlessness;
yet somehow, despite the dismal aftereffects,
it seems worth it.
The Hate Poems
John Tottenham "
― John Tottenham , The Hate Poems