I have everything. Including limitless amounts of moneys. Everywhere.

Have travelled the world ten times around in my huge yacht.

Have had the most beautiful women man ever imagined. Have

indulged on every and each known pleasure in the planet. To my belly,

my skin, my eyes, ears, fingertips…love has come and flown out of

me as a passing swallow. Or so I thought. My senses are still as empty

as in the beginning. The new second rings as hollow as the last.

My mind is a horse before a carrot. I’m not happy. I thought having

everything was meant to be that. I’m unhappy. My heart is empty.

Wish were a worker of mine on his daily tasks. I hear him wistful to his

daily tasks. Ending his day and bathing in the river before laying next

to his lovely wife.

Don’t pity me. I don’t deserve it. I’ve been condescending and

contemptuous to others. I deserve your rejection.

Ernesto Onofre